Had a woman bust it taking that matter right
Now i don't want to sound bad, gangster or fried,
You think i'm so small but actually i'm tough so please fuss up, cause they call
Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all
I want to fill up nightclubs with men and women boys and girls
Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors
I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice
Another dead woman,another bad boys
Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit
Boys were mean to him and swore at him and made him want to vomit
Want to get inside your mind
This is to my unborn child
You are about to get mind fucked(mind fucked)
She got me caught up in the moment
All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government
Started playin' though, now my goal is to get whackers fame fucked.
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