Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause
You aint got time for no hoes, i aint even got time for time off
Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill
You say i got no skill?
And you aint got no breasts
We can never be friends
You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door
All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/
And you look horrible, you got no fashion.
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
Every time time you see me i got a new bitch
On the sizzle, p90kill yourself like you're in college
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