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Not
What why
Yeah
That feel good shit who that real good shit
Sometimes it just happens to us then a day. We just gotta
Brush that shit off
I mean, yeah
It's that good shit right here man
Some you ain't feeling this shit
Right and push it over here with a dick every motherfucking time in town. Check this out
Go to my shit
My side reach get a hold of my truth. I got a pregna
nt she found out she had in mind
Oh, I can't have this
These
Rapids tricks are for kids. Don't grab your shit
Oh
No, not me everybody but me and the wifey now, I know this might be
Not a good time to put my motherfuckin fingers to a beat in the front
But a
homie had to do what a homie had to do if it's fuck me bitch
Well, then you know, what's fuck you watch who you listen to crash and burn today
He's on my tip put the tables for turn turn up the mic to drop the beat and let the page kick
first
When your fr
iends talk a shit, we'll get a face kick face split face it
I'm fucking fucking face it taking off now in my tiny blue space shit face and reach and
scratch the stars
Sorry, if I've been about all my art, I'm not by far by a long shot
I'm sorry, baby girl.
I put that dick up in the wrong spot
High school girl wanna fuck in the car do the backyard boogie in the back of a bar on her
back in the bathroom
Trap between four was watching juggling balls knees deep to the crevice, but he playing like
he after the
F
uckin' like a rabbit and she after the cabbage With her lips thinkin' some shit
Sorry baby girl, this is Nico Stop this, I'm a tramp
Ain't no money comin' out the room Tuck it back in, bitch, lest you give them
Wounds And don't assume that your shit's so p
recious
You ain't gettin' away, it's just a one
-
night thing
So let's just know our own way and make it like it never happened
It's brunch time, bitch, I'm the captain Cabin to your friends if you want
Then leave me out the mix, cause I done got my fix in
A
in't no need to flow
Man on my side, bitch, get a hold of my bitch I got her pregnant, she found out she havin'
My bitch Oh, I'm captain's, these silly rabbits
Chicks, I'm for kids, so grab your shit, fuck, I'm the rabbit
Smokin' on the swig, got me high a
s a motherfucker Blaze with me into the sky as we fuckin'
choose
Take you to the place only you can handle Give me that face, I'm on the shit like Bramble
Shandles, never good, always caught up Why the fuck my name always bein' brought
Up?
Fuckin' this, fu
ckin' that, still fuckin' you
Get a dip till my veins don't bleed through It's all about you, it never been about them
Still writing rock, putting paper to paint Now let the ink speak, that's sweet
Beep bang through, like the homie Pac said Girl it's all a
bout you
Hold on boo, but there's a little thing about me
Five grown kids, grown small and a wide V Might be a little upset with the news now
Better be careful of the words that we spew out
Man got my side bitch, get a hold of my tits I got her pregnant, s
he found out she had
Been robbing Oh I can't have this, these silly rabbits
Tricks are for kids, so grab your shit, before I go rabid
James Williams
Blue Pie Productions USA LLC