They bringing me fish and chips
Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.
I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what
Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck
Titty, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here
Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal
The little engine that could, this little nigga is good
No where to get titty fucked by a huge rack, i bet the dead would
To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success
Fuck, fuck-fuck, can't take the stress
Suckle from the titty of a crack addict
But it seems like a scene outta flick
Fuckty fuck fuck, lets rip shit up and fuck,
Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut
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