shit with Phenomenal swing like the ass on a black chick Fat dick to all of y'all niggas with whack clicks Hoping they whip paper like a classic low budget
low and Hanging on your hips? oh no you Walking by me nice and slow you Acting like you just don't know that I've been watching all the time you Bending
a, you shittin' me a All my gangsta's, all my thugs, they shit on you, you fuck 'em up D4L ain't all I trust you, shittin' me, that's all my love They
Keep the noise low, she doesn't wanna blow it Shaking head to toe While your left hand does the 'show me around' Quickens your heartbeat It beats me straight
care but I'm grieving Start switching up for no reason Told myself I ain't got no friends Fuck my people, fuck my ends No rational fool, I'm low I'm paranoid, all
warm enter my guts I was bleeding bad but there were no cuts They captured three of us, took us back to their village After a long long time I could
You don't know how it's comin cause you don't where it's at A mack of all trades, low cut, tight fade We all get paid, so gets sprayed, so buster behave
eye so I know it's really real on First let me tell you 'bout my baby mama at home And as you'll find out, it's time to time out You in the same situation
yeah I can't remember when I met you You had all of my homies talkin' 'bout you And I thought it'd be cool if I got at you So we can spend a 'lil time
won't shut An' I'm beginning to dig all this, being an all American alien child boy All American alien boy All American alien boy All American alien boy All
Calling all units, be on the lookout for a Nissan sedan License plates reads, "K O O L G R A P" Be alert, suspect is armed and extremely dangerous And
his coat in blood and guts and gore Narrator, Ensemble & Children Oh now brothers, how low can you stoop? You make a sordid group, hey, how low can
remember when I met you You had all of my homies talkin' 'bout you And I thought it be cool if I got at you So we can spend a lil time, I can get to know
you need? Silkk 'bout a coupla K I had it all into powder but it ain't no thang Gimme a coupla hours, I have it all in a cake Trust nobody got my gun
, bloods pouring on your cocksuckin head, your fuckin dead bury corpse nessessary very sick, very merry morbid absorb it, get more sick like a low budget
dirty little liar and we don't want to know His guts were in a knot but her voice it would not stop She shattered with her chatter all his dreams and all
Get mad if you want, I won't front When it's time to hump, won't be no punk Roll your ass over and tap the butt Too $hort baby all in them guts I'm