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Oh brother, this guy stinks! Yeah, uh, check. I'm in the league, top priority. Fuck with a G, now you finna see. Flip over the bed, oh, you really sleep. You made a year, what I made a week. Yes, I got motion, run out of motion, I Go get more then. She like the way I Smell 'cause the YSL potent. She got a little jealous when she heard who I was stroking. My last girlfriend ain't got nothing On your throat, friend. Go off, the way she Fuck, she such a show-off. And I don't ever ask when it's time take Your clothes off. She like to let it breathe, She don't like to wear no drawers. And when she get depressed, treat my dick like Zoloft. You fuck with the fucking best, you fucking the Fucking best. I shoot with protection on, but for You, I don't need no vest. I aim for the fucking face, I aim for The fucking chest. She say she make swimwear, that Pussy make me invest. Praying for a genie rub, praying to the stars Above. I just wanna fall in love, I just wanna fall in love. Wishing for a pot of gold, praying you're the Pot of gold. Loving you is all I know, loving you is All I They on my dick. Sick dick. They on my dick. Sick shit. Post album could get you dead. Gotta keep it going, gotta get ahead. Hotel rooms always got two beds. One for me and one for my bread. This the new BAP, the ticket way back. Giving no slack, my business on stack. Don't sleep, I got to get my bag on. Oops, forgot to turn my swag on. Venue house slaughter, killer. Flow so cold, it's icy, shiver. Punch your jaw, body shot, liver. Baddies weak for Bray, huh, quiver. Let me get down to the brass tax. I'm final boss, no printin' artifacts. Artifact. You stepped into a disaster. You doomed, better pray to the pastor. Praying for a genie rub, praying to the stars Above. I just wanna fall in love, I just wanna fall in love. Wishing for a pot of gold, praying you're the Pot of gold. Loving you is all I know, loving you is All I know. They on my dick. Sick dick. They on my dick. Sick shit. I step in like a X-Man, Make a comeback like I'm an ex-man. If she don't make me feel good, well, here's The exit. If she make me feel good, we Can coexist. Fuck her, make her go home, no co-ed shit. Niggas be coming with all bull, I'm a matador. Say they want my soul, I swing the cape, Dodging devil horns. Used to never wanna press play, Here's a metaphor. Now your boy clicks on my Dick like he watching porn. I fucked up after being fucked up. Four leaf clover got stepped on, tough luck. 'Nuff said, I'm a diamond in the rough, nook, Buck. What am I? Good franchise ad-lib, Yup, yup. In my white tee, she claiming that She wifey. I'm saying, "What's your sign?" 'Cause your pussy smell like Pisces. Or like a pescatarian, I'm killing and I'm marrying. I treat a rapper beat like a baby I Be carrying