| Snatch the bitch wig off, give up that pussy, ho, get off
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| We taking that, Benjamin Franklin pussy, blinking that
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| C.C.B., Barbara Streisand, Cali sisters in the right hand
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| Rip the shirt off, had a nice pair
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| Twelve o’clock, afternoon boom, fucking from room to room
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| Enough to zoom, ten minute a wound, I comfort this
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| Stark confronting her, hello, miss-miss, come out the Tyra bra, miss
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| Marvelous, awesome bitch, out as a rich
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| Fly groupie bitch, crazy cum color, Penela' swiss piss
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| Dirty burst on her, wipe his dick on her lips
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| Slow the fuck down Rich, half his wrist up in the uterus
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| She spoke, «I'm tellin' Louis Rich», Max, shoot the bitch
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| Rollie was rooting this, Goldie hardly spoke, shit was ludicrous
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| She bit his dick, God wilded on her with a kick
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| Bobby stressed out, just like life is like a lighter
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| Lit a gal' on her, boo, stop wilding, for real, lighten up
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| For Noodles caught a lapdance, pussy clap-clap just like a tapdance
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| Let her fuck you on your head, go to bed
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| Delrio the Leo, hot pelepeno, lace a Gambino nigga, right
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| Wash knobs for free, though, only me though
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| Hah, polishing wax floors, she’s a real whore
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| Keep it raw, you break law? |
| My cousin Blake break jaws
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| We all raw, broke bitch, try to come aboard
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| Snort on the right, ho, now right as a core
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| I’m only fucking ya’ll, cuz ya’ll on, keeping my legs strong
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| You dead wrong, talking that shit, giving me head wrong
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| Sextress, dress ya ass off, bullshit necklace
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| Here, rock this robe, if you lose it, death wish
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| More head, we all getting feds, forget
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| Down the lamb spread, buying the right bread, Nike head
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| Dike head, married a white dread
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| Drive a snow white five, died in the air, swallowing white shit
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| Whores, they never listen, what? |
| The girl’s a whore
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| Come on. |