Lyrics:
are the biggest sluts
Down to take it in their butts
They're always lickin' somebody's nuts
And why not? That's why God made 'em
Adam was kind
strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So ladies (yeah), Ladies (yeah)
Do you wanna roll in my Mercedes (yeah)
Then turn around
Stick it out
Even
thirty talents
Court reporter catch the circus on the paper
File it in the system not
Acknowledged by the Maker
Swearing by the bible blatantly blasphemous
Gimme that Dunkie Butt and them big ol' legs, I ain't 2 hard 2 beg
Ain't no shame in this game, I'm gonna break it down and beg like Johnny
the vertical 16 God gave instructions to the high priest on what to do and how to do
It so that it would be acceptable.
The high priest would have to go in
happy about it
And just want to spread the word
Um, I could've linked it in to
Other stuff
Like, I could-
Coulda made it robot themed
Cause you know
Cats
in her butt, I think it's stuck
Put some OG in the bag and said it's runtz
Banana clip, it's on the FN
Give 'em fruit punch
And it came wit a kick too
Oh, my, God Becky, look at her butt
It is so big, she looks like
One of those rap guys' girlfriends
But, ya know, who understands those rap guys?
Oh, my, God Becky, look at her butt
It is so big, she looks like
One of those rap guys' girlfriends
But, ya know, who understands those rap guys?
Iu0027m celibate
When I do my dirt donu0027t leave no evidence
Realest on the block
Baby wanna fuck
Cuz Selfmade run it up
Ball like Andrew luck
But
ladies
(Yeah)
Ladies
(Yeah)
Do you wanna roll in my Mercedes'
(Yeah)
Then turn around
Stick it out
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back
Buchanan, respiratory failure was the key
Abe Lincoln, by an assassin's gunshot, R.I.P
It was a stroke that put Andrew Johnson into the ground
Ulysses Grant,
Eve what did we just do
We shouldn't have eaten from that tree of good and evil
Now we in estates of misery by what we going through
Baby, I'm so
rarely had it like that
I spit flame to maintain the name
Double A remember that
Amp Adams
I came in this thang bangin'
Slangin' anthems from the trunk
O M G she got a big butt
I be mixing up the lime
With the coconut
Yeah I keep your dirty mind
In the gu gu gu gutter
Pussy got your tongue
Make you
to ya buddy. I was talking with Marty about these dolls. Turns out, the uh, turns out the actual midget trolls were made in the 1300's, by, uh, Indian
nigga Nate
Inhaling this toxic my name Andrew Tate
Ex bitch in my phone always giving me hate
Nosirrah Eroom the highest estate, BITCH (NOS!)
Fuck all
and racks (and racks, and racks, and racks)
In church on a Sunday
I get it back to back, go to work on a Monday
White on white tracksuit, 'cause you know
other MC's
Ye, it's a tragic site
Strap you in the car, hit the gas to the max
Hit it straight into a wall
Jump out last minute so you crash in it
Cops
him at a light (pussy)
I let my young nigga do it, it was free, he wanted a stripe (on God)
Havin' my way with the cheese, I'm in the den with
Oh, my, God Becky, look at her butt
It is so big, she looks like
One of those rap guys' girlfriends
But, ya know, who understands those rap guys?
Listen up money or should I say honey
Listen up money or should I say honey
In the beginning, there was Adam and Eve
But some try to make it
Look
it’s been a while since I have seen you in the comments, got a fuckin’ attitude
No gratitude to cast a view, to let you move
So pass around the word in
Andrew got punched in the mouth
By that kid he called a poser
I guess sometimes you really get
What you deserve
Andrew, that is
His mother was so
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