Youve got no reason to brag
That moschino shit is so back
Now you got me hopped up on that
They hop on my dick like they got no dad
Ya the fucking bitch sucked on my dick
She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick
May have got all the smarts inside your brain
Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain
You may have got all the smarts in your brain
Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain
Never let the game play youand for the fame
The fucked up shit that goes on in my brain
All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
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