Love your wicked ways got you fucking for days
Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace
Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.
I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger
And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth
You with your pot o' gold while i carving different cultures
At me you turn your head away it
Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit
Now it’s your turn, spitting till your thirty?
Yeah got to the club early just to get in free
I turn around and its freddy kruger from elm street
If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat
Turn your life completely around and turn you suicidal,
I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental
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