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

Baby, an angel
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 snort

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
find ways to really stuff you in my cabinet
Dreamy bastard, I done ran outta luck so now
It's time for a bloody foot you little
You're very attractive, and that
My hat is always the of cactus
And I hang with wolves cause I'm an evil
Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but cum plastered
Met you at my school, at my house
Ended at panties, started at your blouse
Pushed you down stairs, I a nap up on the couch
If you wanted a date, don't
Now you gotta it easy for me don't run
You call this shit kids, well I call these cum
And you call this shit rape but I think that fun
Wait now it's about somethin
late and you stuck in my base-one
Come with nothin' but a shoe string
Yeah bitch date's done

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

I like my girls how I like my drugs,
Lord, so pretty, lyin' in my arms
I got one request, stop breathin'