You can't fuck the felt flow All the shit that you talking, don't you grow Mad face can't wait to catch you man elbow You see mee say hello, when I leave say no I'm not an asshole, I'm a the globe to have sex with pessemist my ? my doctor and my All suggest that we come here to wreck your the treacherous, two plus Ant If we can't do it, who the can claim ? slave to the ringtone I smell pussy in the that you bring home The fistfucking is function in function to justify, shutting down youre production Get off the mic.go at ya life for One of these mc's puts it on wife
Your girlfriend got her panties off, once One naughty shit that I done to her friend So again it's on motherfucker And you won't do shit, you a so fuck you I didn't like this morning when I woke up So keep talking like I won't loc up I'm from ? we don't when the police come, than the go poppin' Now we stopping, we go in the You can get youre for just try to show out I'm trying to out, no doubt to take ya ho out Popping junk, young punk what you know about Felt 2 me and Slug comming we serving these suckers like may I help you Supersize when we ride on these Murs two times with the L
Man who the hell are you, trying trough this is my episode and it don't you So shut youre mouth if you know what you talking about Get on youre cellphone, call her, him Now you running my to the mud again Who I fuck ain't none of bussines I lick or suck man mind youre bitchness And bitchness, not ? You ain't punk, youre a pimp's assistant you ride shotgun, I try to whip Pussy don't drive this car, bitch do And if I hit you a knockout You in but I bet ya won't walkout That's the if you wanna fuck with me
You a hit me a dollar plus a beer and some head Yo Ant up the snare till my eardrums turn red This is for my people up and burn in bed And this is for my people up to earn the rent I come start no message I at the entrance I wasn't on the guestlist Had a few beverage left because the rappers, hookers and ? werent to Dirty something getting to the turkey stuffing Thirty husbands victem of a snuffing bugging on the botom line But I'm of the wine so everything is fine put youre hands in the air, like you to have hands I'm up and down like I'm happy to have fans It's all away from the pistols and On the bigger things, peace to James