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begins and ends with the fuckin mic cord Test what you want but dont you test me Your just a fuckin kid go home and breast feed You aint in my game Im in
milk no breast feed Ima kick ya ass out tha door like jet lee Ima grown man you fresh meat Since I was a young in I came thru flexing Yea ima go
me out a tube Let me breast feed up until was I two Days old I didn't want to stop Like could you blame me But really I should thank just for making
I keep hunnids shawty, why you wanna test me Tit's on my Glock Play I'm finna breast feed Shooter take off with the choppa Hit ya chest piece Got
You're crazy Go drink yourself Black as night I see your fright A bitter day to see your fate A scary laugh and reasonable doubt Breast feed your
Making So Much Racks Can't Do No Resting Conquer All My Goals With Manifesting Shawty Took Off All Her Clothes To Breast Feed She Didn't Know That I
and yu fit, breath nuh kick and yu pum pum nuh sick How yu breast suh stiff? U neva breast feed yu kid? If di boy lef yu naw dead yuh still a live (Mhmm
anything that walks (come here) When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits How you gonna breast feed me, mom? You ain't got not tits I
anything that walks (come here) When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits How you gonna breast feed me, mom? You ain't got not tits I
I'm partial to a chunder Over throbbing kangaroos Now let your women breed Impale the sacred cow Because I'm dressed to feed And I'll breast feed now
is the new shit Well I am the new shit come And try to test me and LPJ had these bitches Down for breast feed This ain’t what I aim for but fuck It if
chickens twist trees and dick tease Breast feed, Betsy's with asthmatic chest wheeze Lord Have, cardiac arrest freeze Please, bastard handicap crews that
chickens twist trees and dick tease Breast feed, Betsy's with asthmatic chest wheeze Lord Have, cardiac arrest freeze Please, bastard handicap crews that
Curse the day, hail the night Flower grown in the wild In your empty heart In the breast that feeds Flower worn in the dark Can I steal your
I'm partial to a chunder Over throbbing kangaroos Now let your women breed Impale the sacred cow Because I'm dressed to feed And I'll breast feed now
or play with it Cause we're committed to the seeds of the new breeds The mothership of dreams where fiends breast feed Step through reality into reality
cause dem properly breast feed Yow it woulda nice anyhow the wicked would take heed Try do di best, deed tell dem fi lef greed (mek wi just) (Repeat
or play with it Cause we're committed to the seeds of the new breeds The mothership of dreams where fiends breast feed Step through reality into reality
there when you breast-feed I would birth you if it were optional Cut out the drinking no more tobacco Yeah I would nurse you if it were that simple But I
it, or either you ain't You know how it is when Aunt Dot cock Glock I beat my niggas with a whip I breast feed niggas with my tit And if I catch my man
like Tyson in the '90s, if I'm losing take a bite out I'm so motherfuckin' grimy So mutherfuckin' greedy, gritty Mama said she couldn't breast feed
upside down Us cuttin' the chains, it's just easy I call you mama, you breast feed me Wait, your tummy hurts (Oh), you feelin' better You can blow,
Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven a nigga entered Big lips, popped out placenta Mom ain't breast feed, had no pop neither Pop leaves shit but a name,
I'm her role model. I don't use a bottle, I breast feed the game like there's tomorrow. I can tell you about pain... bitches ain't shit, niggas ain't
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