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If was a game
I know that I would come out winner
And I'm not braggin', be in her
But bitch really think that I'm 'bout to buy her dinner
My steak good, I got a good cut like
Juicy and hot such a black bitch
Now she wanna talk and it up like a blender
But I don't give a fuck and her list'in like Schindler
cute but her forehead's big
Got stretch marks she got four kids
Her legs can't like the four door hinge Bronco
O.J. killed the white hos with
A white girl without the facelift
her with expensive dinners and a nice bracelet
Leave the bitch breathless, the bitch don't know is that
I'm a muthafuckin' sellout and a

Baby, you're an
How 'bout we turn this into a fable of sort?
You know you're dead
cause your lipstick is red, of course
I stuff you in the trunk,
Cause all I really wanna do is and snort blow

If was a game
I would be a muthafuckin' legend
And I ain't gas you up like Chevron
But I'm high as fuck bitch, you really to get on my leverage
Now we're in the cabin, in the of uhh
Tryna find ways to really you in my cabinet
Dreamy bastard, I done ran outta luck so now
It's time for a bloody foot you little
very attractive, and notice that
My hat is the color of cactus
And I hang with wolves cause I'm an Bastard
Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but cum plastered
Met you at my school, departed at my
Ended at your panties, at your blouse
Pushed you stairs, I took a nap up on the couch
If you a date, don't come
Now you gotta it easy for me don't run
You this shit kids, well I call these kids cum
And you call this shit but I think that rape's fun
Wait now it's about eight
It's late and you stuck in my
Come downstairs with nothin' but a shoe
Yeah bitch this date's

Baby, you're an
How 'bout we turn this into a fable of some
You already you're dead
cause your lipstick is red, of course
I you in the trunk, drunk
Cause all I really wanna do is fuck and blow

I like my how I like my drugs, white
Lord, you're so pretty, in my arms
I just got one request, breathin'