Hey, i'm dying over here!!
She told me erything is real
I pick up the bowl and walk over to the drawer
Account overdraft what i got this debit for
I stopped mourning over past, when i past the stop warning
For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring
So hot when you walk i got to stop drop and roll
One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole
When i get to the butt, i flick it, and walk away,
Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way
Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long
You're mascot cause when i here your shitty songs i just yawn
Cause here i am dressed in black all over again
Who's next to release? we guillotine them
To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal
I set the bowl on the kitchen table and walk over to the cereal
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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