You wanna fuck
Around and die
You brought your mans
It's a double homicide
I got bands
And a couple fucking wives
You wanna fuck
Around and die
You brought your mans
It's a double homicide
I got bands
And a couple fucking wives
I'm more man than you
That's why I'm all they types
Moon walking
On some real thin ice
Bitches by the dozen
Krispy Kreme
When we fucking
Yeah I know I'm sick (cough)
Where my Robitussin?
Flow so cold
Yeah it got me feeling frozen
It's a summer blow out
Where the fuck is Oaken?
When it comes to mine
I never play nice
It's either money
Or it's gonna cost a life
You ain't got it
Then you gotta pay the price
Gotta choice
Who you wanna sacrifice?
When I'm in it
She be screaming out to Christ
I ain't religious
But I'll cross my heart and die
Who I trust
I can count it with my right
Only got a few
Left by my side
See my face
Wanna fornicate (uhh)
It's been some days
Since she had it ate (yuh)
Me and three bitches
Issa double date (uhh)
Her ass fat
I like the real estate (uhh)
This a magnum
Not a .38 (uhh)
.357 make you go away (uhh)
Feeling special
Feeling menacing (uhh)
I keep that thang so
Issa better day
Let my dick talk
Since I don't do discussions
I only show my hands
If they think that I'm bluffing
Gambling with they life
Turn this roulette Russian
Should've let it ride
Now that boy left with nothing
I'm the sick fuck
That your bitch love
Whatever it takes to get my dick up
Say what you want
I'm a big slut
But don't say you're a rapper
If your shit sucks
When it comes to mine
I never play nice
It's either money
Or it's gonna cost a life
You ain't got it
Then you gotta pay the price
Gotta choice
Who you wanna sacrifice?
When I'm in it
She be screaming out to Christ
I ain't religious
But I'll cross my heart and die
Who I trust
I can count it with my right
Only got a few
Left by my side
PTS