Kahlua on the Rox
• Written by blackmanTondux
I keep hoping one day that I might get signed wit Diddy , but I
don't sound like Biggie and NY not my city .Other Citys blowing up
and I say..Why not my city ? Fl holding me down like I want a nick
but only got a buck 50. For all my homies that fuck wit me and them honeys that
that stuck wit me when I was on that Phone like Buck
when he was about to buck 50. Ayo, don't tell me you got Ciroc. I got some cups
wit me. Like Bobby told New Edition, Who cares if yall cut me from the group
,I'm about to cut Whitney.
I don't wanna be in the hall of fame, I wanna be in bedrooms wit honor
with shorty rock and her mom dukes to she if she really gets it from her moma
Peep what i'm saying , hip hop is is my DNA structure...you can
say I work the doors. I let it burn like Usher
These Hammers until Morticians cant touch ya
I disappear on them shorties then return acting like a magician can't fuck ya
and for my last trick.. I'll vanish yet again
Somebody tell Trump if he wins
open that gate and let in
every Italian looking mexican that resembles Sophia Loren.....
I done sent soo many texts, I got a Hillary grin
to my mutherfucking ex talking bout how I miss her sex
But can you take it easy on neck
and I aint trying to say I'M Peyton
But I gotta grow dreads to hide yo scratch marks and you know i'm not Jamaican
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blackmanTondux
Member since March 3 2015