You just wonder why your girl is on my dick then
Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again
I keep on puffing till my chest hurts ill keep on chatting up these girls
It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers
I want that title but they got me fighting under card
Oh im sorry did i hurt you? cause my rhymes are so sharp
I'd rather lay around and play around my lady then butt fuck it.
Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit
My rhymes did get me in the pageant, but oh wait
And i could see you coming home after work late
But then why did i have to take on my own and somebody else's troubles,
Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts
They like talking, its like gossip
I like to poop out of my butt,
And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost
I get in my zone, you try to get your butt toned
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