Our history that they stole, africa
Wronger than my grammar and stronger than my grandma
Little latasha sho' grown
Wearing sweaters your grandma sewn
Hoes catchin semen they get mixed feelings like wet cement,
The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast
Feeling lucky let me touch your spot
My bitches are wet my bitches are hot
Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel
She was wet inside and out here
Hold up yea we the best
Drown you alive in wet cement
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