Falls, rub my balls, on your mom’s pink draws
So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours
Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course
Don't test me unless you got the balls
Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss
I'll rap until i die or my dick and balls fall off
My balls get lubed in oil
My rapping made you soil
They left the keys to the brand new porsche
Now im doing cannon balls
When she licks on my balls and she fondles my nuts
Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups
Got 'em dropping drawls on my balls after shots of alcohol
A nigga thorough, she knew it before i bought her car
They say the money talks and bullshit walks
So take my bat and these base balls
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