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 playboy
one time
sitting at a red to get my head right this girl pass a monster-ass mentally I manustry my expanded her number I the questions I asked her nice and discrete but now she's in my seat up the beat went to my without a hassle oh, it felt in her asshole she was seductive her was Morgan I loved the way she sucked my organ I road it and it finally (uhh) went to the bathroom because I couldn't it oh I down and I was trippin' I'd seen blood drippin' off the tip of my it don't a genius to she's 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 soft but cutie I to drop you off grabed my keys then smashed the street trying to get rid of the but her standing in the front yard lookin' at me weird 'cause I'm gangsta I kinda old with a fro and a beard she at me if I was Satan I smashed off in my stote daytons the shit up had the bass go knocking stressing like a mothafucker going back to turned down the street and I was skatin' department straight waiting on me we just to ask a few questions homey why the fuck you these handcuffs on me? got to the station, now they me that I did was a felony you can release your rap tape when you through doing time for rape
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Met girl named Kim working at [M&M?] she was and slim she got a man but she don't to him you don't let her it that pussy you can probably smell it anyway she got a baby, offcourse, her and her man is through a divorce we talkin' so good so far we started back to my car fired up the engine to my house down my pants, started cheatin' on my spouse with the slow tempo, I fucked the braud , but a nimfo bitch likes it fast and oh my god this girl is odd lost my vision as I my wad on my pants, cocked up my gat I get rid of this hood rat 'cause callin' up her man on my telephone time for this bitch to take her ass home after ejaculation, took the bitch with no conversation no more or s gate I pulled out my all-white too short I'm playin' too short and the still hit Ima make the bitch walk if she talks some got to her house on the curve my head back fired up some herb she me do you wanna come in I said a minute woman who do you live she said I'm single, I don't play that I don't lie I every guy you call me first before you come by I alright put my car in then I walked I hit the alarm for my '83 she was and yappin' about her daddy talkin' with her hoochie she her baby-daddy a lil' old bitch talkin' loud and fast bitch but she kicked his ass she socked him like a lil' old hoe we was disturbed by a knock on the who's that where's my gat I I don't die fucking with this hood-rat I'm trying to be one of Palmdale playas but now I'm caught in some but now I'm caught in some but now I'm caught... hey man the TV and the radio was I couldn't quite figure out what they was they voices escalating and im on the couch debating should I stay? should I I grab this bitch by her fucking weave sock her in the eye bitch lie you knew your baby-daddy was to come by and you me in now at the shape im in my are sweaty my was tense up fool I couldn't take the suspense I walked to the door kinda Im not ready for a funeral opened the door, and cool I got eye contact the fool she talked about him as if he was come to find out he's like seven feet I he smoke he gave me a with his hand I right past the man in my '83 Cadillac drove down the street I never came back went to the house grabbed the mic and rappin' the scandiling shit that could've happened
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