Lyrics Losin' It - Jarren Benton

Losin' It

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in this two ton bage
I’m ill enough to fuck a fat bitch with full blown AIDS
When I meet you I’ma greet you, put my dick in your face
I get head then I ask her how the syphilis tastes
New version of Ike, I put a trick in her place
Better eat this cake bitch 'fore you get hit in the face
So freakin' high I feel like I’m sittin' in space
Pull a knife from my waist and get the lick in the place
I wake up in the mornin' take a shit and I shave
Hector, I’m up in this room and jerk my dick in the bed
Freakin' immature such a prick for his age
Pull out the hex sword, and you were a dick in his face
Freebasin' with Kevin Bacon next is Nicolas Cage
On some idiotic shit, I hit a bitch with a gauge
Niggas thinkin' they hot, bitch I’m out your fuse
I’ve got an indoor pool and an outdoor room
Yeah, I’m losin' it
So help me I think I’m losin' it
They say, damn Jarren you losin' it
I’m on that brass knuckles schoolyard bully shit
Yeah, I’m losin' it
So help me I think I’m losin' it
They say, damn Jarren you losin' it
I’m on that Deebo backyard bully shit
They say I’m too legit to quit
I’ve got this this cyborg bitch
That got two chips in her tits
Ménage à trois, now I’ve got two lips on my dick
But I ain’t fuck ‘em cause their tooth smell like tuna fish in chips
I’m ill enough to break my own legs
Cram my skull between my legs, then I give myself head (no homo)
I don’t need a doctor, bitch I give myself meds
Got a whore in the kitchen cookin' cheese grits and eggs
Walk around town like Night of the Living Dead
Biceps crazy, I got ‘em from lifting kegs
Label me a bully I got it from ???
I’m a muthafacka pimp bitch, gotta be getting bread
Father beams and liver 40's of Guinness Stout
Nigga you ain’t real, you a bitch in a woman’s blouse
Fuckin' retards I’ll show you what I’m about
Dip my dick in broken glass and shove it all in your mouth