| I’ve been sipping cranberry add very much vodka
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| Barely love nada, married what stopped that
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| I am a boss sold Ross his beard peep the Velcro
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| There’s grease on my elbow but sleep in this hell hole
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| This big booty Latin chick getting nude and smashing it
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| True to what an addict is, cool when she grabs the dick
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| Malt Disney, more titties Lord forgive me
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| More Lindsey, more Sydney’s, Lord give thee
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| Floors lifting, wait, that’s prolly those chocolates
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| Calm down high that’s what’s known as my norm is
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| My _ is enormous, come over measure it
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| Cum over everything you don’t have to pressure me
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| My apologies see Kon’s for the children
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| Well especially the case when your mom’s in the building
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| I be Brown Baggin stoop sitting 2 sisters chillin
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| But still have the dignity to rip the beat, kill em
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| Well if you want it so bad, try to take it from me
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| With all the problems I’ve had, you can take it for free
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| All I got is my time and I ain’t paid it in weeks
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| So when it’s time for last call, dedicate it to me
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| I got these bad bitches hip tatted switch that up mad bitches
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| Stop living off your dad’s riches that’s mad bitches
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| Living off my dad’s liver can’t get out my dads slippers
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| Liquor sipping got my fingers twitching that’s what dad gives him
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| Our Flags different cities bag different dancers
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| If can’t lift him hang em or bang while they’re standing
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| Salsa dancing got my Malt in hand and she’s booty clapping
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| Since I can do the math then I’ll have 2 and pass it
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| If not me than no one did it, got green than hold it in
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| Do not speak unless you yelling, «papi» to grow my dick
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| Tricks touching my mclovin I lick muffins
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| I’m sick trust it, my dicks something, touch it
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| I’m hard at it, break every bar down its clear
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| You fear that I’m a star status where large matters
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| Bars crowded so I’m surrounded by a couple thangs
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| And all you bitches just stay as low as my nuts can hang
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| Hype kills like crack does so here is your light cuz
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| One light if done right can watch as your life’s son’d
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| Listen here’s the key to start the transmission
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| Don’t stop motors, mom notice his hands missing |