Untitled Song
• Written by JoseOtt
Man you wack,
I eat bitches like you only the daily for a snack,
I beat you like i do to a pack,
I got something you lack,
Ill hit you up and smack you up,
Ill hit you in the gut,
Hit you in the air duct,
You'll be crying outta your tear duct ,
Run you like a rover,
Better wished you had a four leaf clover,
Your luck is run out,
Just like a drought,
This game is completely over,
I stole your money your bitches and your hoes,
That's just how it goes,
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JoseOtt
Member since September 10 2015