Cut out your livers gizzards and balls
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
I'm dragging my balls cross these hoes, so my testie bag's a slider.
Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her
I'd rather do business than pleasure
The size of my balls you can't even measure/
They say the money talks and bullshit walks
Don't test me unless you got the balls
Baby i’mma mess, mess
My balls mike tyson in the 90s
My home was broken by wreckin' balls
Huh, a metaphor of course
Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
Bitch i'm a frickin' dog, lick my balls, i'm unleashed, sick 'em all
Falls, rub my balls, on your mom’s pink draws
I let you know you dealing with dogs
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