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I tell her shut the fuck up when I Hit it. Fucked her for real, she just did I'm really fuckin' 'round with this lil' boo on The low. Who the fuck thought he said I Couldn't? Shut up. While I drive, I'ma smoke in My ride. Got a handful of hair while I'm Steerin', steerin'. She rippin' off my Amires. She love to get head, she pull up on My series, I thought somebody said this your wifey, Dawg. Fuck everybody, don't like 'em all. This bitch love me 'cause I fuck like a Dog. I got this shit on, nigga, wipe me Off. I hop out the backseat just like a Boss. I two-toned the Maybach, my seats round Orangе. And it came with a pillow, I came From the pavement. Thought somebody said I ain't Made it. Go. These niggas need somе more stamina. This bitch fuckin' with me, can't handle it. I only had that car for three months and I throw like three hundred P's in my challenge. Wanna be BDB, he ain't Tangie. With his music, he need me to manage him. Ooh, girl, let me check if dizzy. Your whole life got me stressed, need a Xanny. Now without all the talkin', I'm with it. Leave a mark on your hoe, send her home With a hickey. Fucked around and went home smellin' Like your lil' man. Your perfume, I be hittin', Try to kill me. God forbid it, a boy Play with me and your hoe. Got dressed up In black like a pilgrim. Yeah, my prices went Up, your promoter was playin'. But now bitch, back in the building. The day Marlon was terrible, better? Horrible. When he grabbed the Michael's son and Crushed up on the metacarpal. He said he ain't mean it, totally by accident. After the show, he didn't follow where y'all taxi Went. Will this be available on Wax Max, Max Mill? They all in opposition to his ass-whack tax Bill. Or will it pass the Senate? Some law attendant a super like 1A. Have a fun stay. One day, he plan to put in a runway. With enough land for his own projects and gunplay. Section 8 penthouse, made look like Faye Dunaway. Lot of y'all ass out like gay runaways. It's hard to say, semi-risk day. All day, every day, give out Emmys the quick Way. Got the average MC sayin', "Give me a Sick day." They really ain't got shit to say Like Timmy Devey. Get a hunch, a real ragtag bunch. In school, he kept a durag in his bag Lunch. Just to eat the heads on some breakdance Shit and spit. He ripped this skit in Sanskrit. If the pants fit, sport 'em or rock 'em Low. Your man like baller on the slow, Can't knock it though. It's like the same hustle, Bro, from muffins glow. Tucked in the T, but just let the name Buckle show. Good googly moogly, See that loogie? Yeah, keep it on the DL With yougie. You don't watch her, he might house Her like Doogie. Chester got her loosey like Miss Surugi.
Pharmacist — Don't Like 'Em All
«Don't Like 'Em All» — Pharmacist. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:37. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
