Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick
Your fucking attitude makes me sick
And it makes me sick to think that you could blame me
We get the bread and the crumbs, young money
But did you think about your mom,
I got stacks all in my charm
And you sick to your stomach
I love you though i'll still fuck
No rehearsal, i know it all like urkel
If you ever think your more powerful
Go crazy when she hear music
This dude dil think his rhymes sick?
You don't have a girl nor a dick plus your rap made me sick
Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick
Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick
Homie you don't have a girl nor a dick plus your rap made me sick
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