PennyRoyal
• Written by SwagKingCole
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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SwagKingCole
Member since September 14 2014