yeah... there's a to pay for the girls you lay life's gonna hang you a one day before your freedom or your get took get a girl, a wife or a playboy
one time
sitting at a red trying to get my head this girl pass a monster-ass distracted I reacted my expanded her I demanded the questions I asked her nice and discrete but now she's in my seat up the beat went to my fucked a hassle oh, it great in her asshole she was seductive her was Morgan I loved the way she sucked my reproductive I road it and it unloaded (uhh) went to the because I couldn't hold it oh I looked down and I was because I'd seen drippin' off the tip of my it take a genius to she's a virgin scrubbed my with detergent I'm in the mix, if you what I mean 'cause the girl's sixteen nipples are hard your bootie's but I need to drop you off grabed my keys then smashed the street to get rid of the braud but her standing in the front yard at me weird 'cause I'm gangsta geared I kinda old with a fro and a beard she looked at me if I was I off in my honey stote daytons turned the shit up had the go knocking stressing like a mothafucker going back to turned the street and I was skatin' homey Sheriff straight waiting on me we just need to ask a few homey why the you putting these handcuffs on me? got to the station, now tellin' me shit I did was a felony maybe you can release rap tape when you doing time for statutorial rape
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Met this named Kim working at [M&M?] she was nice and she got a man but she don't to him you don't let her it sniff that pussy you can smell it anyway she got a baby, offcourse, her and her man is through a divorce we kept talkin' so so far we started walkin' to my car fired up the engine to my house pulled down my pants, started on my spouse with the slow tempo, I fucked the , but she's a nimfo bitch likes it fast and hard oh my god this is odd lost my as I shot my wad on my pants, cocked up my gat I gotta get rid of hood rat 'cause callin' up her man on my telephone it's time for bitch to take her ass home ejaculation, took the bitch home with no conversation no more or s gate I pulled out my all-white too tape I'm too short and the shit still hit Ima make the bitch walk if she talks shit got to her house on the curve threw my head back up some herb she asked me do you come in I wait a minute woman who do you with she said I'm single, I play that shit I lie I tell every guy you gotta me first before you come by I alright put my car in then I walked I hit the alarm for my '83 she was yippin' and about her daddy talkin' with her hoochie she called her baby-daddy a lil' old talkin' shit and fast bitch talking but she his ass said she socked him a lil' old hoe we was disturbed by a on the door damn who's where's my gat I hope I die fucking with this hood-rat I'm trying to be one of those playas but now I'm caught in some but now I'm in some chaos but now I'm caught... hey man the TV and the radio was I couldn't quite figure out they was saying they voices started and im sitting on the debating should I stay? should I should I this bitch by her fucking weave sock her in the eye don't lie you knew your was fixing to come by and you me in now look at the im in my palms are my muscles was stood up fool I take the suspense I walked to the kinda nervous Im not ready for a funeral the door, calm and cool I got eye contact the fool she talked about him as if he was come to out he's like seven feet tall I he smoke he gave me a pound his hand I walked right the man in my '83 Cadillac drove down the then I never came back went to the house grabbed the mic and rappin' about the scandiling that could've happened
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