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I done got rude on a bitch
I done got rude on a bitch
I done got rude on a bitch
I done got rude on a bitch
I done got rude on a bitch
I done got rude on a bitch
I done got rude on a bitch
I done got rude on a bitch
I done got rude on a bitch, 30 spilled lean on the fit
I ain't got head in a minute, no literally minutes
Shawty eat me up with a lisp
Shawty eat me up not kiss
I just spilled cum on her butt
I just spilled cum on her lips
All black fit like the taliban
Riding through the raq like batman
Only one thing I ain't got no gadget
Gucci bandana I'm having
Jerk me then we go eat cabbage
Pussy boy really a
I ain't ever pop no xan man
Tell a pussy boy "what's cracking?"
I done had too many, I got too many
Tired of the scrutiny, fuck the scrutiny
I tell her to lean with me and she move with me
I got my beam with me I can't move really
I feel like Kobe Bean with my boo with me
I'm the only one shoot out the roof really
Feel like Billie Jean with my crew with me
Moonwalk they want nun to do with me
Can't talk to the lil girl get out
DT I done brought my gen out
Rock shows I pop my shit now
Take souls her body on get out
Fish bowl high speed I spin out
Fine shit want the kids in her gut
Said "kels hell nah I don't spit out"
Can't talk to the lil girl get out
DT I done brought my gen out
Rock shows I pop my shit now
Take souls her body on get out
Fish bowl high speed I spin out
Fine shit want the kids in her gut
Said "kels hell nah I don't spit out"
Say ball too hard at the rim now
In the GLE sunroof been out
I ain't ever been with a snake boy
Said Kels you ain't never drop a tape boy
Say her pussy on pink no tape boy