Lyrics:
good in us
Lil' dick-ass nigga that's tryna go big
But you was suckin' this dick though
Well, shit, I shoulda sucked his
What you say?
I shoulda
like payin' for everythin', haha
Yeah (he's callin' me right now, wait, hold on) (stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)
You thought I was feelin' you
YEAH
Don’t care for the pressure the storm I could weather I got it togeva
YEAH YEAH
You Thought I was done
YEAH YEAH
You Still on my Dick
YEAH YEAH
call her
For a very long time
Mi no call her
Anytime i remember
All the wahala
Anything you say ducky
I don't wanna know
Probably by now
You should get
feeling arrogant
I'm feeling accusatory you could all suck my dick
You probably wanted to anyway when you heard my shit
Chip on my shoulder well that chip
cured on the couch
Now you`re sick with your grouch.
I`ll not risk my honey pouch
Which my slouch will wear slung very low."
So once more John
make a sound
We movin' this shit by the pound
Feel like I'm Travi, I jump in the crowd
All of you niggas is bitches, you chasin' a crown
Really you
on a hoe cause you think she's fine
Holding hands at the movies, waiting much to fuck
Played like a sucker, you should know what's up
Getting dogged by
the fuck you figure
I thought you knew this was a goddamn slaughter, nigga
I'm sendin sons of bitches to the pavement
And the shit won't stop until I say
humongous, is y'all's verse mine?
Step on the mic I can't stop my leg like Robert Cline
Giant robot make you feel very low shame
I am so hot in my skills
in, BasedGod how I got my curse lift
She gon' play her part so well you thought that she rehearsed it
Don life worship, holly temple, synagogue,
excepting his, and if Sir Joseph says
that, is it not our duty to believe him?
All.
Well spoke! well spoke!
Dick. You're on a wrong tack, and so is he. He
you a sip like the bong I rip
Need a dick to make me flip
Put this Clit right on your lip
Got that white I like to drip drip
Yea my pussy wet might get
honey some kibble, cool down, cool down, "you got to cool down boy"."
He's a very sweet guy, person, fella, I dunno maybe it's me, when its a sex symbol,
to that "rock 'n' roll" fame is this Cleveland steamer
Urban Dictionary that
Your bitch is very fat
On this dick is where she at
And to think you thought
a mam? Thought you were a hog
Guess I'm dumb like a rock, vision is too fogged
Complain all you want I don't give a fuck
Big cock makes up for the brain
dick bitch
Suck my dick bitch, it's very tasty
Bitch
That teacher is a bitch, she Should suck my dick, their going
To get their own medicine, you Know
to the woolsy fire
Who would've thought that this year at 33
You would've been taken out from under me
After all those years?
Built from the ground up, by
Woo, bout' to destroy an easy target right here!
It's going to seem very easy, but you know... I gotta do it
Who the fuck is this T. Karras guy?
But I get by my wicked ways
Lady you can suck a dick 'til your neck aches
Cry 'til you get puffy eyes, red faced
But I'm leavin' on this jet plane
havin' more stripes than Adidas Boost (havin' that)
Dick in her mouth like I'm edible (dickin' that)
Nigga start shootin', you better move (brr)
I fight
mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet til they ask you this question
so many starving on the streets
Or how about the homeless with nowhere to sleep
Lord why you let us doubt ourselves
Provoking thoughts take control
I got problems pilin up
Take step, fill the cup
Ain't no realer feeling fill you up
Tequila kill the chills YOU
Done had enough
We warming up
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