[Intro]:
I'm so awesome, got that lil' bitch wet
Like a dolphin
Once she threw that pussy
I just couldn't get off me
Sweet nigga
I'll shoot you before you come out of that closet
Like phew
He dead
Put him in the coffin
And I'ma put the dick inside your bitch like Mr. Marcus
And I'ma get this money like a nigga that need his car fixed
Niggas that act the hardest, get turned to targets
[Verse]:
Swish
I'm balling
I can dunk on George
Dick all in her grill, ooh
George Foreman
If you ain't got that wet, then you ain't got nothin' for me
I can't eat the pussy if it look like James Harden
But I'm about to hit her with that stone called Steve Fausten
We stretch for 15 minutes, then we fuck till we exhausted
Post it, I ain't talkin' pictures, but I'm postin
187, killin' that pussy, put it in the coffin
I'm balling, smoke till I'm retarded
Bitch late with my money, so I guess that hoe retarded
Smoke till I'm retarded
I ain't playin' games with you or your family
No Steve Harvey, I got hoes on top of hoes
Hoes look like they playin' Twister
She told me to bring some flowers
I forgot, I brought my pistol
Bitch name Brenda, I already hit her
I ain't even lyin nigga ain't simple
She told me she like the way my money
Longer than antennas, my nigga, we mobbin
Me and my squad, what you thinkin'
And we carryin' the pistols like it had too much to drink
And we smoke too many swishes today, we can hardly think
And I like my bitches red, and that pussy pretty pink
And I'm like, whew, I'm balling, all my bitches awesome
They say that they dimes, I treat em' like dimes
Nigga, I toast em', ballin' like Chris Powell em
KD, Paul Casale and em
Fuck the world till they have a baby
The motherfuckin' test came out positive, I'm like, ooh
I'm awesome, turn bricks into mountains
Turn her from a stripper to a motherfuckin' accountant
Drinkin' liquor like a thirsty nigga at the fountain
Boy, we got that kush louder than your school announcements
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Yeah, I pull up like I'm workin' out
She gon' throw that pussy and I'ma catch it and run another route
If you ain't talking bands, we got nothin' to talk about
But if I say that I got that pack, I ain't talking apps
I'm so awesome, got that lil' bitch wet
Like a dolphin
Once she threw that pussy
I just couldn't get off me
Sweet nigga
I'll shoot you before you come out of that closet
Like phew
He dead
Put him in the coffin
And I'ma put the dick inside your bitch like Mr. Marcus
And I'ma get this money like a nigga that need his car fixed
Niggas that act the hardest, get turned to targets
[Verse]:
Swish
I'm balling
I can dunk on George
Dick all in her grill, ooh
George Foreman
If you ain't got that wet, then you ain't got nothin' for me
I can't eat the pussy if it look like James Harden
But I'm about to hit her with that stone called Steve Fausten
We stretch for 15 minutes, then we fuck till we exhausted
Post it, I ain't talkin' pictures, but I'm postin
187, killin' that pussy, put it in the coffin
I'm balling, smoke till I'm retarded
Bitch late with my money, so I guess that hoe retarded
Smoke till I'm retarded
I ain't playin' games with you or your family
No Steve Harvey, I got hoes on top of hoes
Hoes look like they playin' Twister
She told me to bring some flowers
I forgot, I brought my pistol
Bitch name Brenda, I already hit her
I ain't even lyin nigga ain't simple
She told me she like the way my money
Longer than antennas, my nigga, we mobbin
Me and my squad, what you thinkin'
And we carryin' the pistols like it had too much to drink
And we smoke too many swishes today, we can hardly think
And I like my bitches red, and that pussy pretty pink
And I'm like, whew, I'm balling, all my bitches awesome
They say that they dimes, I treat em' like dimes
Nigga, I toast em', ballin' like Chris Powell em
KD, Paul Casale and em
Fuck the world till they have a baby
The motherfuckin' test came out positive, I'm like, ooh
I'm awesome, turn bricks into mountains
Turn her from a stripper to a motherfuckin' accountant
Drinkin' liquor like a thirsty nigga at the fountain
Boy, we got that kush louder than your school announcements
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Yeah, I pull up like I'm workin' out
She gon' throw that pussy and I'ma catch it and run another route
If you ain't talking bands, we got nothin' to talk about
But if I say that I got that pack, I ain't talking apps
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