BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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PennyRoyal
- College prompted no recluse from booze and hoes blowing grass,
- distractions helped you not pass tests passed by most slowest cats,
- drew me to this tofu chick and by lord man she,
- eating, sitting, broad was pro at that, girl'd go for large whopper,
- pepper fries and super size, "you sure, lady"?
- Tray weigh four three year old babies?" She's like, "why not?"
- You gone crazy? To side order creole pot pie to throw it over that hasty?
- my lord, why'd you order that? why not just tie your neck to a rope,
- instead of a diet coke to go with that crap,
- ask me to slug a sledge at ya dome cap,
- that shit ain't right, I thought you wanted lo cal,
- nice night glow ass, and tight, low fat,
- she'd have my dome slapped, like "fuck you talking about"?
- For askin shit she don't like discussing in and
- talking about, man I'm not walking this out,
- Last time, I'm not fronting, yo I'll be up and then out,
- your ass I'm tossing, fuck your Boss and Chanel,
- and whatever sucker punk motherfucker that, bought you that pelt,
- I felt disgusting, i knew of self problematic hardships she felt,
- but also shit that make you nauseous if her carcass you smellt,
- went to her moms, asked what she felt and if I was wrong,
- in not choosing to talk this shit it out, she like: bitch you fat, that's that,
- nothing new worth talking about, so I bounced,
- I seen her out leaving my house, she at my back,
- covering my front too, she pleeding bout, "whithout you,
- what am I, gonna do?" "Will you knock it, do you not get,
- clues, if there was one you just broke,
- five minute, leave me the fuck alone rule,
- and you know damn well, I promised you I'm through talking to you,"
- two weeks later, her ass done went blue, she blasted past five avenues,
- crashing when she hopped down a 2, it took blues five weeks
- just to chalk her shit through, ask me what I didn't do,
- everything, I couldn't do, some bitches never say shit before dying,
- no trying, hoes straight quit it, shitting on you, no peace out,
- my new policy, won't bother chicks fucking dying to bleed out,
- if your outer be lying cause your inner ain't replying,
- know I'm only out for ass, I might strike cold as nebraska,
- so speak out fast, or I be out much faster,
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