Ain't no point in runnin', i'm a nigga, just a little eager
Weeper, teacher, sprinting creature, to defeat the elite cheater.
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
I bring the meat, you bring the cabbage, i bring the heat, you bring the draft picks,
Were here to take this fake cheater even deeper/
It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for
C'mon son, the fuck you think you doing
No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing
My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla
Everybody know you dude you the new nigga!
I'll tell you baby that we're through
The only tool here is you
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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