yeah... there's a to pay for the girls you lay life's hang you a bill one day before your or your life get took get a girl, a wife or a book
one time
sitting at a red to get my head right this pass with a monster-ass mentally I reacted my expanded her number I the questions I her were nice and discrete but now she's in my passenger up the beat went to my fucked a hassle oh, it great in her asshole she was sexy her name was I loved the way she my reproductive organ I road it and it finally (uhh) went to the bathroom because I hold it oh I down and I was trippin' I'd seen blood drippin' off the tip of my it don't a genius to figure a virgin scrubbed my dick 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 my keys then smashed down the street trying to get rid of the but her mama standing in the yard lookin' at me weird 'cause I'm geared I looked kinda old a fro and a beard she at me if I was Satan I smashed off in my honey stote turned the up had the bass go knocking stressing like a mothafucker going to Compton turned down the and I was skatin' homey Sheriff straight waiting on me we just need to ask a few homey why the fuck you putting these on me? got to the station, now they me shit I did was a felony maybe you can release rap tape when you through time for statutorial rape
Padapapayaa...
Met this girl named Kim at [M&M?] she was and slim she got a man but she don't to him you don't let her it sniff that you can probably smell it she got a baby, offcourse, offcourse her and her man is going through a we talkin' so good so far we walkin' back to my car fired up the went to my house pulled my pants, started cheatin' on my spouse the slow tempo, I fucked the braud , but she's a nimfo bitch likes it and hard oh my god this girl is odd lost my as I shot my wad pulled on my pants, up my gat I get rid of this hood rat 'cause callin' up her man on my telephone it's for this bitch to take her ass home after ejaculation, the bitch home with no conversation no more Luther or s I pulled out my all-white too tape I'm playin' too short and the still hit Ima make the bitch walk if she some shit got to her banged on the curve threw my back fired up some herb she me do you wanna come in I said wait a minute who do you live she said I'm single, I don't play that I don't lie I tell guy you gotta call me before you come by I said put my car in I walked inside I hit the alarm for my '83 she was yippin' and about her baby talkin' with her pitch she called her baby-daddy a old bitch talkin' shit and fast bitch talking but she his ass she socked him like a lil' old hoe we was by a knock on the door damn who's that my gat I I don't die fucking with this hood-rat I'm to be one of those Palmdale playas but now I'm caught in chaos but now I'm caught in chaos but now I'm caught... hey man the TV and the was playin' I couldn't quite figure out what was saying they voices started and im sitting on the couch I stay? should I leave? should I grab bitch by her fucking weave her in the eye bitch don't lie you your baby-daddy was fixing to come by and you me in now at the shape im in my palms are my muscles was stood up fool I take the suspense I walked to the kinda nervous Im not for a funeral service opened the door, and cool I got eye with the fool she talked him as if he was small come to find out he's like seven feet I smoke he he gave me a pound his hand I walked past the man in my '83 Cadillac drove the street then I never came back went to the grabbed the mic and started rappin' about the scandiling shit could've happened
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