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Gettin mula, Money.. this shit is kinda funny
Woman tryna run me, pockets be lookin hungry…
Thick & Fluffy, fat bitches they chubby
Eat the greeen like I’m lucky, talented never sucky
Better busty, never fuck wita crusty..
Clean chickens they pluck me
Shit is REAL homie, & Local niggas is rusty
Decompose the flows, my shit battering dusty
Trust me, My Wit is ugly
Toms rockin, chickens be cock flockin
Fake niggas, be jockin
Dick ridin & hoppin
Tell’em snitchin ta stop it
Fuck a thoughts You are Rottin
Gold dig-gin bitches, keep’a trick outta pocket
Snappy, Dapper Impudent
Teachin cats who r foolish
Breedin class like a student
& I’m.. Speedin fast like I zooted
Never back ta be booted
And I’m flashy, secluded
Paradox, you’s a fool &
My mind Sight Ima set it, blind date
You like a primate, in the jungle I mate
That mean you pussy, better yet some timed weight
Runnin minutes pass mine, windin find fate
The world is mine, & everything in it
Live it, Cause shit is different
I’mma just keep it spinnin
Hoes sinnin, never do catchin feelins
Stick my pen in her livin, fill’er up like a fillin
I let’er kno, My cock hates sweaters
So she jerk it slow. It overflow
Make’r twerk it tho
Never loosen bowls
But I make the kitten flow
Makin money daily, yeah I’m tryna stack the dough
End the goodtimes, My mind bent cookin up some good rhymes
Tryna cross perfection like a thin line
Scope the bullshit like I confine the red signs
Bombay doe, Putchu hoes out, Bedtime….
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