Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit
And some strawberries and some chocolate
Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government
And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and
It ain't hard to make money
Living young and wild and free
Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,
Tell a bitch lean
And nasty remains and bones
I got alotta phones
Modu, he's ready for whatever
And don't ever (and don't ever)
I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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