they even in my about me box
what's wrong wit em they hatin harder
well imma shoot em till the vision is darker
like black abyss im filthy black and rich
like luda im back bitch
move or get in ya head but im not playin shot put
treat ya bitch like boots she get knocked up
she a good head tipper she topsitsup
got bread and keep toasters i pop lead fry you to a fricisie but imma roastya best beast better to coast em west to east whether the boast to discreet
like bird i flip em patties or hamburger meat
the blam skwirt em a skeet heat in ya shirt up
im a 9to5 slick gettin the work up you hurt overya bitch cuz she work wit her skirt up sick wit it prick ill digits that a freeze you cold and give you the frigits feelin froggy leap like dog bark you get sweeped under marsh in the park harsh when it sparks it'll brighten up ya day reinlighten up then make the bitch dark cuz you dont shine bright enough
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GOD, and the Love of my life, a monely truck with a geneie in a lamp
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Click Yes if you like :-) Posted by on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 12:31:00 GMT