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Miss Marry Mack
Yo, i’ll bet she be back
Snapple fact: you rather wack
Yeah, the sex in the sack
Posted up just like a thumbtack
Fat old bitch in a fucking black gown
That shit is mad depressin, bringin me down
The face mob, kept it ghetto for the the town
She must be lonley in that house
Start beef bigger then your spouse
Hey stop running your mouth
I write small
And we can’t fall
By the phone, no call
These joints here not found at the mall
Fuck you mary
But but so smooth call me hairy
But these hoes so messy
I’d done stacked man
I swear alot?
I fucking hate this job
No i dont
So get them ends hot
Fuck Shit Ass Bitch In The Vaginal Belch
For four hundred plus years you should be scared of ol’
Mack
Killin em, them names are whack
Skin tone i wish i could take it back
A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack
I didn’t take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track
Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan’s way of gettin us back
Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack
Keep it going she gettin’ mad
Pass that, catch back, fast that
Money makes ’em think they know me
You can disown him or stone him
Let my angel sing
Through thick and thin
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