Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,
Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot
When you lie like that, its really sad
Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back
Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.
But make sure if they do see
Her life story was so sad
Now you got me hopped up on that
And in this game you the gators' food
Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued
Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood
Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.
And eating you like a cannibals dinner food
Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit
Its so sad he pretending, hate to tell ya dawg you ain't got no happy ending
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
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