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Tralasses
- Dabs got me slow like molasses
- Good vibes homie, bad vibes from your last chick
- Cause she sucked on my dick, and damn I liked it
- Raw shit, raw shit, raw shit, raw shit
- So raw it hurts to touch when I floss it
- Back slap a bitch to the teeth when I go
- To the curb with this flow, bitch how I dow
- Hear my loud dope, hear my loud grow
- My soup thicker than tomato paste
- Hair longer than a caveman from outer space
- Dick big as astronaut rockets
- She likes it when I pop it off in her socket
- Christ converter convert this dick
- Ya never gonna convert this whip
- I'm driving big bentlys and bimmers on deck
- All day mawfucka ya better get checked
- No more, no more, please give no more
- She screamed as my dick touched her cervix at the top of the whore
- Off on this yay, which way should I sway
- I think I'm down for today, homie is it too late
- To rock one more line and just fuckin' say
- I'm best don't forget that, never forget that mang
- Burnie D from the East beast mang whattup
- Puffin' on that dank shit, sinkin' my ships daily
- Robbin' money outta the bank bitch, listen to this swank shit
- Beat got me flowin' like it ain't shit, take another hit
- Sticky wax quickly double back I need a hit of that
- This bitch got me on a liquor cap, what the fuck is up with that?
- But I don't really care cause I don't drink that much
- Unless it's dirty then we swim slow and don't give a fuck
- Loaded nine by my wrist, cocked back, stick shift
- My foreign whip got yo bitch's pussy wet like Niagara Falls or some shit
- The maid of the mist on this dick, thank fuck I wore a raincoat
- Cause I'm showerin' in mad green, ya know what I mean
- Poppin' bands in my jeans, while I'm sippin' lean
- Come from the 902, what the fuck was I suppose to do
- Beast coast mothafucka, who the fuck is you
- Gettin' head in a Bentley by the baddest bitch
- Smoke that dro powdered with snow, swerve, which way I go
- Off the cliff, not like this life needed me though
- Sorry bitch, but we're flyin' like ET's bike
- To be honest, I think she was dyke
- But fuck it, I'm off the white
- So goodnight
- Bitch
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