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[Akeed]
Uh, what’s for dinner tonight
Another passive, fashioned rapture, Big Daddy sparks a fight
On the plate is a knife passin the past a slice
Serve it up to my girl, ex girl, sex twirl aight
She sayin somethin along the lines of:
Why you tryna do this, why can’t you fit like a glove?
I mean, Disney told me you were the dream
And now all I see is Prince Manic twisting those leaves
I sat, took it all in, how you s’posed to ball as she ballin?
Whiff, missed the ball and now she pissed, lift her lips
Lit a spliff to remember the mistress
I lip, off to her saying that she’s a bitch
Did I even mean it, nah, but it’ll get her nixed
Get a grip, thoughts of riding her in my whip sticked
I meant stuck, the curse of not giving a fuck
[Hook]
Another chickie lost, another chickie gained
Don’t matter, just splatter all the same way
Another chickie lost, another chickie gained
A love letter to the playas stuck in the game (x2)
[Hando]
Ring the bell like a beast
Quazimodo flow got me alice with teeth
I mean, I ain’t ever lookin’ to be mean on your case
But my sword lookin’ fresh as a rose in your vase
And the thorn rocks ya rock like a feast in your face
Got ya on the b diet, gonna fill ya with grace
I take the cake from your world of freestanding mores
This the new man stuntin, that amandus ardor
Ya know I’m gonna tell ya that I do, but we lose
When ya wanna ride the l like legume in noose
Yeah, chokin’ deez nuts, labotomy galen, gettin’ bacchal at least but
The crust is butt, I’m gonna look at some smut
But the nut’s gotta bust when I think of your duct, hmm
That’s a little too real
I love my honey like a bunch, she knows how I feel
[Hook]
Another chickie lost, another chickie gained
Don’t matter, just splatter all the same way
Another chickie lost, another chickie gained
A love letter to the playas stuck in the game (x2)
[Hando’Akeed]
Gonna wickka your wog
Got my whole force on ya like a ginyu minage
Relegated pillows for sedated willows, you hear?
Ain’t gonna fuck, just cook em bacon and steer
You’re near, I’m complete, if you’re cookin’ me meat
Oh geez, crew’s lookin’ more greasy at least
A feast, for your eyes only
Now if you don’t mind I gotta drive slowly
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