.:Dante.91:.
Now take a look at me, how it feel to see me balling?
(P.U.!!)Yeah, y'all heard what the callin'
Pretty Ugly, that Philly cat wit the chipped tooth
That wear low shirts, Guess jeans, and Tim boots
I only drink 1-51 Rum Passion
No Cris, I'm a thug, I don't like flashin'
I can get a bad bitch wit something a lil' cheaper and my whole body smelling like reefer
(P.U.!!)Yeah, y'all heard what the callin'
Pretty Ugly, that Philly cat wit the chipped tooth
That wear low shirts, Guess jeans, and Tim boots
I only drink 1-51 Rum Passion
No Cris, I'm a thug, I don't like flashin'
I can get a bad bitch wit something a lil' cheaper and my whole body smelling like reefer
'Dro or Babbage? I don't care, I got a bad habit
Try to fight it? I ain't even took a jab at it
Why quit? I love to talk shit
I love them dick licks, when I'm taking a big hit
I spit game all night, my mind ain't been right
Y'all dudes ain't that tight, I put it in black and white
I'm sick of rappers tryin' ta sign me, stop makin' offers
I ain't here to see y'all, I come to talk to your bosses
Try to fight it? I ain't even took a jab at it
Why quit? I love to talk shit
I love them dick licks, when I'm taking a big hit
I spit game all night, my mind ain't been right
Y'all dudes ain't that tight, I put it in black and white
I'm sick of rappers tryin' ta sign me, stop makin' offers
I ain't here to see y'all, I come to talk to your bosses
I said Ma-MI, don't you hear my name?
I'm tryin' ta get you to try ME, so you can play my game
What in yo mind'll make you think my click would be trickin'?Boom,I'm the bomb,bìtch,coz my dick'll be tickin'.We can split 50-50 stitches, paying for bitches.My lips strictly for sippin, they ain't for lickin.
Game-came for bitch now you swallow the doe.Glow-til I holla, 'til it 'aha' fall on the flo
I'm takin' this action, but you oughta know
That I'm sorry Ms. Jackson,but yo daughter's a hoe
I'm tryin' ta get you to try ME, so you can play my game
What in yo mind'll make you think my click would be trickin'?Boom,I'm the bomb,bìtch,coz my dick'll be tickin'.We can split 50-50 stitches, paying for bitches.My lips strictly for sippin, they ain't for lickin.
Game-came for bitch now you swallow the doe.Glow-til I holla, 'til it 'aha' fall on the flo
I'm takin' this action, but you oughta know
That I'm sorry Ms. Jackson,but yo daughter's a hoe
Stanza Relax
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