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when you got my ass arrested (wow)
At least when I was in jail, I got some rest in (yeah)
Ooh, I surrender (ayy), time to forget ya (ayy)
I'm too tired

You don't know this
But the slithering face may consume your home// for you when the night falls//in the back of your...

The Slithering Face will take

smooth
Making the people move
It's like a cruise when ya take two two-twenty-twos
That's a full forty four times more than a migraine
Unexplained like

Go let it roll and you bow in a bowl I just pissed in
Know that I do all it takes
Even if it means to make my flow lift weights
And I'm busy getting

That herb is a goddamn good friend
Uh huh, uh huh
Herb is a goddamn good friend
Uh huh, uh huh
Came by just to say hi again
Uh huh, uh huh
Herb is

out the box
Bringing that hit make 'em hit the flo', fresh out the box
So put my ish in the record sto' fresh out the box
I'ma take this game by storm

cold
Let 'em know
I got trauma, and I'm yet to let it go
Send em home
Pussyboy come fuck wit me I'll take your soul
Lately haven't been myself I think

your bitch bow down and sing, she ain't my Medusa
She needing her king, that ain't me
I'm just the prince that's gonna fuck her then dash her to sea,

niggas
Yea I only get horny off of a check (yea)
Ya main bitch at the club in a fake mink coat
Im at home giving my nigga deep throat
Let me speak slow

how to make'em, small waist hips POW, had a playa like WOW! Couldn't wait to get your number girl and take you out, without a doubt enjoyed

Keeping the food fresh on the dinner plate
So that they can, never have enough
More than enough leftovers to
Take home and remake

Should I mention the lack

I know you'd like to be alone, but let me sing to you all night
Then you, you, you can take me home and walk by the Christmas lights

This Christmas

side

Give a inch take a mile
Guess they been fooled by the smile wow
Solo I'm holding my ground
Never act tough for a crowd how
They saying a lot that

Yea.....that's right
Hardy Boys shit...uh huh
Smoke a Winston to this shit nigga
Word up bout to fuckin' throw ya head up, Yea

Yo, yo he got his

now, gotta her a trance now
She comin' my way, do you got a mans now
Shawty got me saying wow, I hold you by your waist
Take you back to my car, yeah, my

, I feel ya
I have a dream
To grow, to learn
To know enough to get by when the doctors all turn
I never want them to know
I never will let it show

right upon my name, or you get vanquished, I paint murals when I spray
Embedded in ya brain when I pen a trait, every time you get home, your mama better

down, shoot you know what's next
Burn ya home down, got some stuff we gon' address

This ain't for weirdos
Candy for the earlobes
Bops for all my bro bros

down, shoot you know what's next
Burn ya home down, got some stuff we gon' address
This ain't for weirdos
Candy for the earlobes
Bops for all my bro bros

the dope don't come
She be wishing if I ain't right by
Punk boy dissin' had to take his ass out
Fucking with team we gon take your ass out
Me and klov slide

feel right at home
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Pleasurin' up in your ears
Like I work at Chick-Fil-A
Sometimes

of them get out
I be performin' whenever I'm in it
As soon as I nut, I should take me a bow
I done had this one, and this one, and this one
And that

and wave and I don’t wave 

Don’t take it wrong, that means I don’t like you bitch!

From robbin stores to cars n homes 

Jacket off, mask on, not a Robin

to the back room
Later pimping down and hit em
With that crack boom
Then I send her home and
Laugh like some old coons
By the store Life is fact the truth is