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but told me I'm that guy
I could only give her about three pumps, made her roll her eyes
Meanwhile her best friend be getting hit by thirty guys
I
ahead but still thinking about what comes next
Grinding to the max I gotta find the time for some rest
But back to the scheme
Gotta chase, not a race, but
I was still a baby, maybe three and a half
When you went away to prison for indecency acts
So disturbing, I don't even wanna speak it in raps
I don't
foot three and maybe a quarter of an inch bigger
Than last year, but still a unique figure
Rob Swinger, Doc No, Dinky, and Hot Dog know
That I'm a man
a drive-by bucket
Screamin out 'fuck it'!
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3 ]
When I'm dead throw a blunt in my casket if I didn't die high
My niggas go to war for me in
foot three and maybe a quarter of an inch bigger
Than last year, but still a unique figure
Rob Swinger, Doc No, Dinky, and Hot Dog know
That I'm a man
What it do my dude
Yu-Gi-Oh gets two, three
Pot of Greed, Shonen Jumped in too
We just livin' Otaku
Dontchu mind me
Given new issues for free
Yugi
Looking like a nice guy, 'til I take your motherfucking wi-fi
And torrent every single song in my library
Then I drive by very fucking high by everybody
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
foot three and maybe a quarter of an inch bigger
Than last year, but still a unique figure
Rob Swinger, Doc No, Dinky, and Hot Dog know
That I'm a man
the button so buddy
Best back up and watch where you tread
Or mommy and daddy, their pussy ass son
Gonna have a reunion - three lunatics dead
Cause we choose
know
I was raised off of Pac and Bone
Probably possessed by Big Poppa's ghost (baby baby!)
Had the Cuban Link chain that I got from bro
Had two or three
in max
Any how
Where in here writing some lyrics
About what where going through
You know, it's kind of heavy
But
Yo
This is on my mind man
But
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
missed a three
I’m consistently on the list of gs cause of the way I spit with ease
Always in the mix it’s a breeze never tripped or sneezed but I’m pissed
fish fry
T-Dot where mans move sicker than a shit fly
Skip by your whole tape, shit was trash-made
Now I use it for my ashtray
Fast play slow runners is
First off, fuck Santa Claus
He ain't never done shit for a nigga like me
People been hating on me since
I was like three
Just because I was different
Reporting live from the basement
Brought to you by Raw Creation
Huh, Jersey!
I was born in Dirty Jerz I do em too filthy
Seen a lot of people
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
2]
Yo, I got sick inch for scotch about a fifth a shot
Just as hot, as the burning in your sisters crouch
Which is not why I never snick a snatch
I
fuck up my mind
I just can't let that slide
Give an inch you take a mile
Then multiply by five
I see that look in your eyes
I know your soul on fire
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