Them haters wishing they could see my demise
Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice
Don't be surprised. if i hit you with a sack of rice
As your family dies, and my family rise
I wonder why we take from our women
Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,
Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit
Her pussy so wet my snake almost drowned in it
Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one
These hoes is wicked a female chicken
Never miss these things, see my game precise
Back down, before i cook you like rice.
Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun
Its like condilisa rice, not being republican
And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live
Id rather be a man, satisfied by a grain of rice
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