ha
You better write that, hitter this
Drop down boy, and the sights on the graphic
Wanna pull up and it's gonna turn graphic
Run this game boy, take this stagnant rain
Let it pop, I'll be the last to
Gotta mob out five, and the job dies
Four, five, two, two, three, and the clock die
You can bet that we slide, but it's slow type
Hold up, can't get up, I think I can't die
When the liver gonna dance all night
All this plans fell out, it's a question now
With a hammer, I'ma let it pound
When that *'s so loud, he deaf and loud
I'ma let it go, slide right back
Put the bed in his neck, thinkin' out like that
When I sleep,
bro,
I'ma fry my cat Now it's one more glass,
so it's minus that
Minus that,
I'm back,
go ahead,
it's final tap I'm lost,
that * ain't find a path in
I'm hopeless,
when I shoot,
collapse,
this roof is flat
Gotta dodge it,
gotta follow then count it up quick Like I've been through college
Now you gotta jet,
so stress my father Put him on the jet,
this tech ain't floggin'
But I popped out,
shot out of the scene But all this envy,
I'ma see it all get three fucks
But they bitched out,
never wanna tee up Buffed out,
boy,
you scared,
but you sleep
All this often lasted,
fuckin' tragic Seen him movin',
fuckin' laughin'
Fly right above,
we hovercraftin' Whip it,
go down like thunder,
clappin'
Let it go,
plow's goin' pistol-like,
rain Let it go down,
he's rigid in pain
If he's seen out,
invisible flames We spin him right round,
it hitter his brain
Got back,
I got him out,
if we make love,
it locked and locked in
I see your hubby stalkin',
I can see they got some fightin'