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and I like Catholic boys

Fuck, check him out
Skinny punk by the bar
I've talked to him before
But I never seem to get very far

He's got that high school

As I grow I just know every boy needs a father
In this life full of pain and some laughter
It’s different for us men
We’re not as strong as you women

learning, oh lord
I swear to god there's nothing that I'd rather do

Ride with my boys with the roof back
Kidding can't afford that shit but someday we

I pay it no mind 
Y'all steady preaching but y'all pussy boys be  tellin lies 

Always been a home body
Even though that's where I felt the most pain

trippen shawty
I ain’t never slipping boy
Cause i got it on me
I got 50 20s on me right now
That’s a rack
10 Blue strips baby girl here’s a stack
Smoking

4oeRacks, if I got strap I'ma blow that
Boy I been him and you know that
Boy you not him you a whole rat
No cap, these all facts
Baby got ass

Woah
I like that, I like that
Woah
Sounds like a
Like a video game
Yeah
Aye, turn my sound up real quick
(Roland)
Uh, yeah my heart cold as fuck

Boy, you waste your time by playing games, I'll say it again, we weaved, a cloth that's rot
 Hero out of homer, the sailor that's never sober, you are

Fuck all that talking, I'm tryna go get it 
We come from the block niggas, ain't want
No beef Put in that potion inside of a paper
The Texaco boys

Touch by the devils hand
On the day that I was born
Frowned on by the church 
This boy must be scorned
He's sinister and useless 
And he hasn't got

not
That american rhyme black ice feeling top tier
Rain coming down boy I promise I will not slip

Whole Ozone burned up by the flow I kick, so sick,

the kitchen, dog food and amphetamines
I just popped me a lil perc, I let it settle in
And I'm sliding by myself, cus them boys will tell on me
Bitch I got that

Tell me ma when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
Pull my hair and stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome
She

try it if you dare it
I know that I ain't pussy, why would I care what they say then
I bet that he a bitch and he gon' run if we chase him
My boy, he

pick up the telephone
Sometimes I don't wanna be bothered I wanna be alone
Told her new man stop it
That boy really tryna be a clone
Slidin' in this

Tell me ma when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
Pull my hair and stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome
She

I need my whip clean
I need my bitch clean
No I ain't settling for less, I got some bigger dreams yeah
Yeah that boy jumped off the porch in twenty

treat your baby
Spoil your mama
Swagger your anty
So that you can flex your shimma
Spoil your mama
Swagger your sister
Tell me

What is fine boy without

that vaper
Baby boy is you good
Baby boy need backwoods
Smoke it up if he could
Feel like I'm hustling on borrowed time
Steady trying to find tomorrows

Checking in sound like uh roll call
You ain't in my class boy
Barely knows yall
Did you hear what happened to that last boy
Wasn't close at all

rip your life apart
Piece by Piece you don't want the Glock imma pop
Welcome to the E.R. where I'm the Doc an you're not safe
Smoking on some bomb haze

a market
They said the reaper comin
Tell them boys that I'm already here
Not in the NBA
But somehow I'm the shooter of the year
I heard they plottin on me

It's been a long time comin'
(Come on) and this boy's still drummin'
Hell I bet you motherfuckers thought
You saw the end comin'
Been an artist in this

dem stats
We was sliding in the skat till the Tire Went flat
I Knew that lil boy was gone Never Spin back
Was eleven walking round with Them big ass