I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not
Sitting forlorn, treating your dick like corn man you need god
I shit on the script while your hoe on my dick, but i never slip,
That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit
And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
Your mom's in pasadena sucking dick like a vaccuum cleaner,
Firing gunshots towards your ass, 9mm in my right hand grasping the handle like its my dick,
Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick
Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light
Hoes that say they don't suck dick,thats that shit i don't like
My dick like a disease so imma spread that shit around
Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route
Your bitch sucks dick like kobayashi
And i got a little big, keep it low key
Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces
My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish
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