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Mic check, 1-3-1-2
It’s that cunt 21, from the 312
He Sun Zhu, and I got 'em asking me, “um, dude
How the f*ck is everyone still sleeping on you?”, I’m like
I don’t fuckin’ know, bro
Pussy fat and pink, so I call it fuckin’ Slowpoke
No joke, have that fling, disappear like Roanoke
So soaked, grab yo hoe and bada bing she ghost ya
Oh no! Did I f*ck your bae again
You call me the Spuillotine, took that fucking maidenhead
Lady spread and laid in bed, I’ll poke in a jiffy
Yo hoe been giving different strokes to different folks in different cities
Chasing money, shit
She tryna get chummy with the clique, I said
Not By The Hair On My Dummy Fat Dick
And if that tummy have a kick, imma abort that shit
Support no kid, .44 to your forehead if
You talking this shit, that shit
Dick on her lips like Chapstick
Requiem for a bean, I’m a pussy addict
Snackin’ on a clit, till she look a little frail, and
Then I shove the package through the slit like a mailman
Don’t doubt me
Adele wrote a whole album about me
Call me Excalibur cause I don’t pull out
These hoes tryna shoot they shot but I’m a different fucking caliber
I ain’t an NES, boy, don’t be playing Galaga
"How you always kickin’ it bro?"
Cause 21 got soul, so much that the soul got 21
She left you for guess who? I Tappman
And you can catch-22, but you know you can’t catch 21
I hit and I bust like it’s blackjack
And your girl playing too, shame on you
She tryna get that 21
Bitch busty, a bit lusty, and trust me
I’m a ten with a 9, that’s why, they always call me 21
Twenty
Uh
One more than a score finna score withcha whore
She on her knees for the sausage - Boar on the Floor
I’m in the cut like Neosporin, bitches call me Dumbledore
Cause I’m the head master, kill the pussy like a cat abortion
I get the bag and I ain’t humble with the bundle
Show off these dead presidents like the Capitol rotunda
Bring the thunder when I give her the clap and genital herpes
I get more brain than John F. Kennedy’s car seat
And I won’t take no L, but I’d more than like the BJ
Call ACB and AOC, we’ll organize a three-way
To tell the truth about the dame, I bet I made her chin hurt
She blew till she was dead, Ruth Bader Ginsberg
South Bent over and the Dome was Golden
Righty tighty when we screw, then I’m nuttin’ and boltin’
Penicillin ill, mental with a pencil, my shit essential
And your dogs all f*ck with me like I’m that bitch from Central
My bitch bad like the state of the economy
She back that ass up and then place that pussy onto me
She fond of me, she fondle me, swallowing my progeny
Follows my lead, and I give her that marrow and mahogany, y’all
Biting my shit, coprophagy would suit ya
Boy you, taking the L like Chicago commuters
My city ride with me, why, the kiddie like a Divvy Bike
Itty-bitty tyke, leave 'em dizzy like their middy might
This week this girl can’t remember my name
Next week I’ll be on the tip of her tongue
This my
Century
Going ember to flame
Paleo, against the grain he go
Get dicked
It’s 21

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