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the dope dick all the bad bitches talk about
She feel my nose ring, when I eat it, I'ma turn her out
Already know my figures, OHB the pussy killers
With

di call me king
Some di call me na von
If something must to kill a man
Eeeh! Boh na ass Haha
Na last week
I import some one from bonas
Told her about

if
You try to deny it
I’ll write another song
Where I’ll expose you on
& name the title after you
I’ll prolly get Steph
To spit a bar or two
But you

my soul to a life of crime
Kill a nemesis with a venomous line
Get busted by a bizzy, get a bit of time
I’ll unwind in solitary con-
-finement, I’ll

fine, at least I thought
But then they fucking canceled me ‘fore following my heart
And life’s a bitch, but she’s a widow, all by herself
She likes

so I knew what it meant but I still kept my hopes up
When I called could tell in her tone she was serious so in real life I just gave up
Said it wasn't

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Yes Sir, I Will

and self enterprise are her big lines,
But just how much of that does she offer to others
In her contemptible use of people?
She was prepared to risk

reflect that
I ain't one of these new wave dons
I don’t wanna be the hardest out
Nowadays I’m influenced by lupe’ songs
Substance in abundance
And if you

to your pride
Lie about how much you like me yet you think I lied
Only trust a finger digit and stick to their side

Burn the bitches bridges just like

and while stoned I figured out 
How to store it all in something steaming like methamphetanyl  vapors 
cnd that's what's up and what it's all about

Do you

to curve us
How much verses she cursive
Every last one
The day I let a ghost write for me
Pass the magnum
The rap game is a circus
Y'all do music disservice

poser
Yea, come on, but like, you really thought the game was over?
How about the following challenge of what allowance
Your mind grants to the chances

about themselves as an artist
That may be how it evolved, but that's not necessarily how it has to be though
Some do what they want to

I'm backhanding

to me it's not
Many people who know how
To hit those registers and riffs
That I love me
And Frank talk about it all the time
It's few people like Kim

track out no interest
In how the fuck you are cause uh business
Act but don't care I
Don't want to stand by
Envy your damn life
Should be me it's fine

picture, how I swerve up on your sister
Wit' a dance, tip dance that'll turn her to a stripper
Yo the burner by the zipper, burn 'em, turn 'em to a pisser

the way)

K. Michelle can't keep a man 'cause her pussy stink (ugh)
She pretty, she can sing and all that, but her pussy stink (go to the doctor)
"Why

and I hear
words she never spoke
on days that never broke

Vapors floating through the air
in the garden standing there
softly I could hear her song

to the po po
How you gon talk shit about Meek
Mill you've been a Dream Chaser
Fell the fuck off the scene
And become a free baser
Ill put five to the side

Cass' (cast) off
You the type of nigga a bitch say
"Why you lyin' on her cat?"
How you even expect that pussy was yours when
She told you lyin' on her

a one-25, on 25's
Them 20's on the five
My coochie rate sky rocketed
Look Ock I'm a pimp
That's why I popped ya chick
Sis' got the it, know she tryna' cop me

a one-25, on 25's
Them 20's on the five
My coochie rate sky rocketed
Look Ock I'm a pimp
That's why I popped ya chick
Sis' got the it, know she tryna' cop me

Willy got dropped
No directs and so silly, you got lost
I'm on top, trying to slew me's a long shot
Write bars non-stop
Niggas can't wait till my songs

an awkward way
I used to talk about rape like it was funny
And then they raped the woman that was close to me
Now I listen to those tracks and I can't