Rounded-The Story Of A Thot
• Written by BruceWayne
Nigga I don't give a fuck /
No explaintions like nigga cause/
She got my dick like a card but I will never raise up /
They say I've gone dark but I don't ever cut /
I am the night and you emos is my sons /
I had to cut em lose now they decapitated ones/
Niggas turn into ricky when they pullin out a gun /
Like Run Forest Run'/
Dirty blonde gave me brain now she dumb/
She sucked the whole thing up worked this dick like a 8' to a 1'/
She gon on the bull no kleenex out yah front/
So niggas smoke her out like a blunt/
She made them niggas brain died now she got zombie bum rushed/
She was a ginger we use to call her crush/
She tried to hang wit the niggas be we like grape soda/
So it's no doubt they fucked her like rick james sofa /
She couldn't had a ginger al but she wanted coca cola /
So they sniffed her like it was coca and passed her off like left overs/
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BruceWayne
Member since August 29 2015