rapping up this shit

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best day ever
As i end this letter
I am much better
Well, maybe not forever
So i'm writing you this letter
Look, i just want to make you better
And any chick you can screw i can get wetter
I can't throw no ones, only tens or better
fucking yo bitch up in the ass
I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class
Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash
Lord lord forgive us, personality clash
When you let that nigga grab your naked ass
running up to steal yo cash
doing some dope
Imma bless this crap, all my shit pope
And tony jr. said i'm the hope
I just know i'm that dope
Then later we can elope
My balance be so tight rope
Since i was left with no hope
To soho, baby milo so dope
eating dinner in the car
Nigga i'm a hundred miles far
My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar
The engine in back of my car
Slumdog far apart any sub par
I guzzle up at the bar
If there’s a shining star
She prayed on me passing that bar
fuck fuck me
L y r i to the c
Nothin sweet when i attend, see
They say nothings ever free
Killer stay uptown, louden va tree
With your flashlight, tell me what do you see
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see
im the most dope knucklehead
Kick back and know yo son set
Probably die getting some head
I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat
And my vision isn't set on the money i get
Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed
Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet
And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said
Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead
And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red
yo bitch luv my penis
You niggas so-so like seamstress
Seemingly seam-less im talking inseam and sleeveless,
In the viper room with just me and river phoenix
Zombified warthogs, that grew up in a dark dank bog filled with greenish
movies starts shut up bitch
But see i planned a trip
My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch
Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip
So if they better than the kid
When they feel safe on some bitch shit
Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit
Fuck it, they shrink to fit
After that moscato hit
You know i stick to the script
That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit
Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit
Me and you just need to talk a bit
Catch us smokin’ that quik trip
And that's why they called you
fuck
Slap her ass, like i slap a puck
They just don't give a fuck
I stuff you in the trunk, drunk
Off jump boo, cudi give you funk
Clap two times if you drunk
Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck
mac miller is my nigga
I couldn't get any bigger
A criminal grind nigga
Like i care who's sicker and got views bigger
Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla
Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga
Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla
That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga
I fight like a don light cigaret; "fuck the militia!"
Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga
Alright, now before you decide to pull the trigger/
Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver
Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror
Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger
Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror
Yea, a nigga shallow but i'm a deep thinker
Tv dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner
Now shining in the broad day light, go figure
Growing up, your dreams are getting bigger
P stand for pacqiauo nigga
My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla
If you gonna do it, do it nigga
My mo straight madness, your style - vanilla

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