Trying not to live on food stamps and eat at gas stations,
Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since
Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute
Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,
I'll get to em when i land
Bitch coming at you fast with a blast
I gotta bounce, i don’t call her
Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper
I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass
Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class
Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action
Look at this sad bitch with wack shit rappin' like this a fast win
Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip
Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,
Just look at the food you digest an i'm sure you'll soon disgust
Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and
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