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happen right on the spot yea
Crotch spot on the lot right on the spot ay
Too bad I don't know what exactly what you want yea
Bad experience make my
Britches? Y'all women
Wear 'em britches with a hole
In the crotch there 24 bucks for
One pair! I'm like, 'Dadgum
24 bucks i got a whole drawer full of
Them
Give her 5.5 to the liver
I give her the fruits 
Now she call me the giver
Fruits not the juice
More like Fruit of the Loom
I got her in undies 
I
laps flung wide, the distance well rounded
A working circle
All of our adjacent points equally distant from
The center

Fulcrum self, it's fruit
climb a tree
Or something
Why talk all?...

Ayyyyy
Trappin' on that shit like
Ima get that bitch
Take that bitch and put her head
In my crotch, ima make
I am a giant
Striding through dark halls alone
A mint in the clover
A crotch shot in the waiting room

And then I fall away
Past waves and smiles
in my lap
Put her hand on my crotch and she told me she felt that
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Bandz I can't hear you boy can you repeat that
know that
they owe me
Pull her to the side line, watch
She leaning to the front I touch
Baby would you hold my crotch
Frozen apples on my watch
Popping
Gotta get you some ball support
I tried Hanes and I tried fruit of loom
But they never seemed to do what ball support do
They make me feel good in all
the South will never rise again

Now every man claims to be the toughest and the meanest
But watch your crotch cos soon the losers'll be the wieners
They think they is what they not
Go turn that shit up a lil notch
I gotta ball like a
I gotta ball like a crotch
Two makaveli's like pac
Don't play with
around
Shoot it with Botox I'm going to town
Catch the clap eat some moldy bread I'm cured up now
My crotch healed up never slow me down
Fruit roll up
"Apple from the garden?"
"Yeah, it was delicious"
"No, no. Mustn't do that. Forbidden fruit"
"Oh I'm sorry I
"Im joking"
I'm alone in the car,
romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe
I am a giant
Striding through dark halls alone
A mint in the clover
A crotch shot in the waiting room

And then I fall away
Past waves and smiles
the holy dog
Smokey halls under pyramids the rollies smog
OG fog the temple cellar dungeons may all hope be lost
Jesus strange fruit may shoot the police
for
Fruit's, foraging, cahoots
No origins or proofs mahmoud Abdul Rauf

Ayo chumps conniving, and dumpster diving
Ayo chumps conniving, and dumpster
departing)
Uh, mic in my crotch, I put my dick on a beat (ew)
Bad bitch, and she fucking with me
And my niggas keep it Kanye, talking Ultralight Beam
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