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{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to herYou wear a shirt, my records sell yes sirI been doing this for forever, so whateverThere she go, just what the doc's been lookin forI don't know.. what you're lookin' forI'm gettin discouraged with herOther dudes be huggin and nourishin herI know most guys won't freak togetherFed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at herShe still don't know i made sarah to strangle herI wanted a brother my mother i told herListen busters, scarier when i finger fuck herThis the newest wolf gang memberAnd if my mother answer, i'll ask herAnd i'm not bragging, i'mma be in herJuicy and hot such a black bitch temperAce the underdog, thrown them on the back benderI never use a fork i always spoon herShit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle herLook, i just want to make you betterIt's like we both forgot what we were fightin' forIt's like we both forgot what we were fighting forCan't change who i am, i just try to get betterWell one man’s trash is another man’s treasureOne man’s pain is another man’s pleasureChain withdrawn when we not togetherMake my jollof with lots of pepperMix my guiness with a dr. pepperYou is not hip then i can not coach herIf its not couture, i will not go to herI gotta bounce, i don’t call her"contemplate", i wrote about herSo i'm writing you this letterAnd then along came the wrong man for herSo she just sit while settling for the lesserA breakdown broad oh she could of done betterAnd there's little to be glad forYou too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' forGood love then i can do that for herBut now i’m ok, i got my shit togetherLife’s a bitch and i feel herI got something you've been waiting forStir up all these feelings inside of herSee, i like the person that you areAnd the moon looking beautiful as everReal nigga no pistol to keep to shoot herBoy got dollars, pounds or whateverI've been so thorough, that's what i boast forThe red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch herOr something that you paid forQueen wit a crown that be down for whateverThe ice ain't really nothing to herI'm everesant, nobody do it betterThey all are pretenders, i am the 7th letterThe plight of a rapper or whateverThey call me conscious, and i think i'm betterType of life a nigga kill or go to jail forI can't touch her, so for pleasureOf impactful things one can ask forHundred running they ain't finna slow down neverRegardless to all them, i appease herI can't throw no ones, only tens or betterGet high together, left ny togetherGot your whore doing shit that's uncalled forTrade in my white tee for a tie and a sweaterLife is a bitch so a g can't sweat herBut she sure can get you high if the coke let herThey some kanye biters, i'm a cayun pepperWhether any weather, nobody doing it betterAnd that i spent the night with herI'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap herAy yo you wonder who i areAnd it's 2 clips, i get out to play forThe game's a bitch, ooh we got herI was alerting her just to reinsert in herShe got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing herThe only time i flirt with herI'd rather do business than pleasureJust blink twice and i’m there where you areRight now, freestyle or write down, whateverFast forward spillin' drinks on her furAnd any chick you can screw i can get wetterReplaced by freak shit i am currently down forAccount overdraft what i got this debit forNiggas who be rapping how real they arePicture a place that they exist, togetherI rush to tend her, talked as i touch herYou know...you know who you areNot to give me stress and add to pressureLet me go like this, ready for whateverHuh, big syke he be ready for whateverMy nigga kato, ready for whateverPain, he's ready for whateverMy nigga banks just be ready for whateverModu, he's ready for whateverBig serg, we ready for whateverCharlie tango, ready for whateverMy nigga pac, be ready for whateverNow you spell iti say young money bitch foreverGot the perfect plan to help me get herDecorative decor, what you judgin me for?We said we would never break up we would stay together,I won't forgive that you took back 'forever',She didn't have no twins of herself that looked like herThe kind that will give you something if you know what i mean forBring her to my moms place to fucking mate rock a pitstop in life nothing to last foreverAnd i'm told it gets better but it doesnt