Lyrics:
1st pt. Too Short, 2nd pt. by female]
I love gettin my head blown
I love gettin my nuts rubbed
I love gettin my dick licked
I love gettin my nuts
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Instead i’ve been losing it, using it
Just to get by on some stupid shit
Make up for all of my ruthlessness
Screaming fvck love ain’t no cupid shit
hundred words
And a clip on that which motherfuckers better run
If you're not lookin' to get run over by the roadrunner
No wonder no one don't wanna go
smiling
No, I'm from Atlanta, baby
He from Savannah, maybe
We should hook up and get tore up and then lay down, hey we
Got to go because the bus is
on, one time for my niggas who never had shit
Anybody other is cut from different fabric
Come on, two times for my bitches who was born to ball
Lashes,
To the Covid victims
I think we can all agree
Fuck nineteen
Suck a dick
We've had enough
Of your virus shit
If you were a person
You better believe that
We'd all
where I come from, who's my friends?
Who's responsible for this little spot that I'm in?
Yo, I see them all playing in my car when I drive by
Telling all
Bring it on!
[2Low]
Cover your dome or feel a motherfucking glock
The rugged child is in the house, I'm letting off shots
Biggity bang biggity
Giving her dick in missionary
This shit is scary
People changing for the worse
That’s why I’m
Writing you this verse
To show you just
How much it hurts
a laughter to him.
Yet Enoch as a brave God-fearing man
Bow'd himself down, and in that mystery
Where God-in-man is one with man-in-God,
Pray'd for a blessing
clean
Wipe wipe the slate clean
Imma wipe the slate clean
Wipe wipe the slate clean
Two clever by a half nigga listen to me clean
(Verse One
gon' need two vests
So, please stay off my dick 'less
You got a fat ass and two huge breasts
I been to hell and back and I
Fucked the devil in a blue
I sense my body changing fast
I’m feeling so stretched
Pain is an old story
I’m about to forget
Can recall no memories from my past
No matter how
pizzonts pizzonts (Ah Oh)
Got to get that money that's how we get down, get down (Yeah)
Suicide doors
I'm so Cole bane
Lowie Camel Jacket
The back is
Talking about techs, and i sold these keys
Getting my paper from the coco leaves
Fuck with my gauge when you on yo knees
I want cash, but I stay by greens
told you not to call me here!
This better be some good shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got a big one, it's going down tonight
But it's gonna cost you two
Don't know what I'm lacking can it get much worse than this
Went from fam to famine,
Just as dry as the dirt is stiff
Clout was water to the ashy handed
fuckin' era
And you should just admit it
Can't nobody do it better
Gotta Hood by Air sweater, this shit is M3
And I'm in a M3 till
My nigga Benji's we
on that do' and that X
(Down here) we push 26 sitting low to the flo'
And double deuces on a truck, when I crawl by slow
(This year) I'm gonna switch it
'm addicted to thugging, that's why I toss in my sleep
Tear drops on the sheets, how many I lost in these streets
From Mafio to P-A-T, I'ma hold down the fort
on the sheets, how many I lost in these streets
From Mafio to P-A-T, I'ma hold down the fort
Cause I'm the state representative, they passed me the torch
You
like fuck that disease
This shit that I make is prestige, I'm writin' this shit like there's nobody better than me
It's not my fault that she is
the bitch, as she sprung on my dick
Guess I'll pull it out and just cum on the bitch
And from New Year's Day to New Year's Eve
And everyday in between I
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
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