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And she walking on my dick yeah
And she walking on my dick yeah
And she walking on my dick yeah
It’s that long
Got a big dong
Gonna sing a song
I’m

you a double
You can warm your toes by the open fire
I don't mean to be trouble, but it's been awhile since I sensed desire

Let's not exchange names

you wit sheets
All the t shirts gone say RIP
All of this violence it ain't no peace
I'm in the streets what do you see
Surrounded by niggas that let off

Won't square up but bet they'll shoot 
And flick up before they bang 
Like forehead hair, like energy drink
Gym flow hoes with thirst trap gains
Leg day

Lyrics terrible like paper they're on
Days gone when you had to try with a song
Preoccupied with bong occupants
Since the genesis of your channels

angels with me fighting off these demons
I did it by myself
No ain't nobody help shit
So I got every reason to be out here actin' selfish
Haters showin'

This approach that I got is off The grill and I’m the fuel source
She gets me lit by talking shit
It’s sexy when her voice hoarse
Her vocal chords

just thought by now
I'd be living in a mansion 
With my family
Counting infinite money
And smoking loud
I'm rowdy
But I guess it decides when its coming

no no no no no
 
You must have swept her off her feet
Yeah, I recall, you did the same to me
So I'm takin' bets on how long til she sees
That she's

antics
The last I checked Jesse was in a Choc Boy mansion

But since your Big Brother evicting him is part of the game
You didn't care about your father

got me gazing
Bright lights, big crowds, that keeps my heart racing
Deep with the gang in D-town getting high
Mac-11 by my side, Lil Keazy that's my

Selling candy for loot

They see the juice and the jewels now they wanting to... (Ooh)

I'm finna fly inside this coupe
I'm finna take off the roof

Kidd

breathing 
Kissed by my girlfriends and my exes start screaming 
Malibu, ocean view, Hollywood hills 
Every time I step out cocky people get chills
I can be

as a goose
Big octane rating, Ces Cru gimme the juice
Convene with the tumbleweed and
Barren wasteland
Infinite sand like Bagdad
What y'all don't seem

on a swivel, mind in the game
that pretty young yellow thang, hit stick, game change, distracted
by them assets slidin in the range, see-thru La Perla, cream

never had any, stop
Cut me off never knowing no better
Hypnotized I don't fuck with no letter
Burn it down in my flannel-like Vedder
Slap shots hold it

words
Now off the addis was up for three days
Keep thinking demons was coming my way
Ask the lord forgive me protect me today
See right through ya smile I

Fortunately

Standing there with an ice cold pen and ink that will not flow
Falling in and out of love again with a big I told you so
Fortunately

da da da

And at your house the moon looked red
As I was dangling off the edge
And night turned into day
Your hair was glistening and black
You put

predator
Cutting off your lyrics drown in my Wave amateur
You're broke down and crashed consider a retoute

I've sharpened my skill to one day attend
I think

the light turns yellow now I'm about to gun it
I don't waste time
Every day another melody and bass line
I been cooking my own recipe it taste fine
Always

Elementary year when I was really young
I would get jumped by these kids that would act tough
They made my life rough
Did it for years, guess they

more like project buildings (Yeah)
I was raised in the gutta by a woman most consider (What)
A sinner (We all) but in my eyes she always been a winner

Feels like the last two years flew by
Walking around in a haze
Not much to remember but a lot to forget
Feel like you've wasted your days

Bobbi's