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If finding real is your fucking problem bring girl to the crib maybe we can solve it.
1- ASAP:
Hold up, simmer down. hella long, bitch give it to me now. Make thing pop like a semi or a nine. Oooo baby like it raw with the shimmy shimmy ahh hahh. A$AP get like me. Never met a motherfucker fresh me. All these motherfuckers wanna dress me, but the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith. Cuz im the nigga, the nigga nigga, like how ya figure. Getting and fucking bitches, she rollin' switches. Boy her bitches up on my niggas, they gettin bent up off the liquor She my licorice, I let her lick it. They say money make a nigga act niggerish, at a nigga nigga rich. I be fucking broads I be fucking bored, turn a dike bitch out have her fucking boys. BEAST!
I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem. I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem. I love bad bitches my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I gotta problem.
If finding somebody real is your fucking Bring your girl to the crib maybe we can it.
Verse 2-
Oooo, I you love it when this beat is on. Make ya think about all the niggas you been on. Make me think about all of the rappers I been on, Got a that's the same dudes we was speakin of. Oh word, Ain't heard my who ya sleepin on, you should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along. a fucking sing-along 'less you brought the weed along. And juuuust, (okay I got it) And juuust drop and get your eagle on Or we can up at the stars and put the Beatles on. All the shit you talkin' is not up for discussion. I will pay to make it bigger I don't pay for no reduction. If it's comin' from a nigga I dont know, i don't trust it. If ya coming from my head then motherfucker get to bustin. Yes Lord. I don't really say this often, but this long dick ain't for the long talk I'm BEAST.
I love bad bitches that's my problem. and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem. I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem. I love bad bitches that's my problem. and yea I like to fuck I gotta problem.
If finding somebody real is your problem Bring your girl to the maybe we can solve it.
Verse 3- Lamar:
Un yeah hoe this the finale. My pep turn into a pep-rally. Say she from the hood but she live inside the Valley. Now vaca'd in than she goin back to Cali. MM, Got your girl on my line; on my line. The irony, I 'em at the same damn time. She eyein' me like a nigga don't Girl, I know you this dick Girl, I'm Lamar, A.K.A. Benz-Is-To-Me-Just-A-Car. That mean you friendses need to be up to par, see my standards are by threesomes tomorrow. MM, 'em all, dead bodies in the hallway. Don't get involved, listen what the crystal say. Barry, Hallelujah! Holla back, do ya. BEAST!
I bad bitches that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem. I love bad that's my fucking problem. and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem. I love bad that's my fucking problem. and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem.
If finding real is your fucking problem, bring your girl to the crib maybe we can solve it.