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Dope game hard, the rap game a breeze
Freestyle, hit a lick, get my cheese
Get a brick, make it flip like trapeze
Think sweet with a bitch
til the day that I die
Tattoed his name, and I'd do it again
True symbol of the love be the pleasure of pain
And I know this didn't happen by chance,
Fall in love with my words
Not my complexion
If that's not scripture
I don't know what is
I don't know what is
My will can't bend
Attend the circus
you try to take it from me
Because she's all I got
She's all I got!!
Oh that baby you got that good stuff
Good love put it on me can't get enough
Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
Send
know what I'm saying, it's simple
I
Fell in love with a stripper
I didn't mean to, it was drugs and liquor
Ran into her over there by the mirror
That's
this my last disstrack
No break no kit kat
I'm done now just real rap
Like EP's, and mixtapes
Albums and tour dates
Strippers with real cake
Like real
that's cuz
Know some n****s say slatt
Shorty stuck in her ways
I'm in love with her shape
She ain't want me before
Now she all in my face runtz
In
of place one thinks about romance
Then someone whispered shes a stripper and you oughta see her dance
Chorus
F C
The love of my life is a stripper who
pupils swell up like two pennies
I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties
A young-ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
So the rats
fuck her everyday
I gotta take her everywhere cause these niggas crazy
Only leave her by herself on special occasions
I love makin' love cause she
through the needle when my vinyl gets spun
Get respect 'cause I earn it, first time learn it
With the keys to six, but the five'll burst and invert it
Low
Oh, no
Don't me up on the Myspace flippin' out
Trippin' with strippers you think I'm digging out
Me sayin' that "I'll never be taken by
(Uh-huh)
We at The Vanity to chase it away
The club is overcrowded I'm loaded
I'm walkin' by bumpin' shoulders with soldiers and bad ass bitches sippin'
me and I pick you up
Kiss me and I kiss you back
Switch to missionary, get on top, and then I switch you back
Pain wrote a song titled I'm In Love With
Said I don't freestyle for the free
Bitch pay me uh yeah
Said I don't freestyle for the free
Bitch pay me uh yeah
I been tryna get away get away
in love wit' a stripper, Quotin' the nigga T-Pain
Said I love dem' strippers, word to my nigga 2 Chainz
Got a leather Ferrari, Eddie Murphy pants
Ya
dead
Throw a bag on a stripper, where my big money tippers
They gone always be haters, cause we dont fuck with them niggas
You fell in love with that
Prada and the latest
Again and again I'm rolling more papers
Night filled with blues I'm off a different wavelength
Strippers doing opium, I smell it by
of fuckin' strippers now I do it, mayne
Back then I couldn't even tip 'em now I do it, mayne
Now I got new clothes, got new goals, look I ain't even tryin'
My momma she struggling
Hoes tryna fuck my life up
I work
Get money
Them stripper hoes they all love me
My opps
All rats
I stay with the strap thats
a pitbull's jaw
Belligerent like demons that pull
You to the floor
It's Mordechai, back from the dead
Crackin' ya head
Open with a pipe, gettin' hype
Back-up
bitches love to run your mouth, "Shut da fuck up"
You shut da fuck up!
Now what these bitches want to talk about, "Shut da fuck up"
These strippers
and get
Me for enormous creme i don't forget no one
I put them all with the team i say
4x's yo yo I just don't love no bitches
I jus don't love no hoe
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