Lady you remind me of my raps on that shit Cause you got an ass as them accents Two ass cheek implants, call that an 'Cause you can set a on it, it's massive From the time I saw you I actually to myself, "I gotta meet her like a taxi" Exactly, love affair in the Sorry if I'm being graphic, but I'm as a statue You sat on a shelf, I feel a bust Maybe I'm ahead of myself Let me slow down, slow your I'm tryna catch up, I'm tryna' jump your bones to the Got me under control and your spell Wanna wrap you up, put you in a bow like an Grab you by the (meow), hope it's not a in fact About the only fact I agree on with Donald is So I put this palm on your cat Don't snap, supposed to be grabbed Why do you think they call it a I wanna climb in the sack keep it 100, like my speedometer's at I'm watching you rap, I'm the dude back six cars back, I'm in the lac And I to (uh)
All day, all day, all You ask, I stay the With you, you say you're Me too, burning up
I'm running... All day, all You feel, my (fire...)
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to inconvenience you at the convenience store But those jeans you wore, like I've never before I to work there, while I clean the floor you out, like the clerk, while he rings you up Pull up behind you while leaving and you don't even it (ayo, Rick, man) She's her hair, adjusting her mirror, she's rapping my shit But she aware, I was there, or she was, and just didn't care Who knows, at that isn't up in the air something to see But just like a chick who thinks her coochie stink If she planning to do shit, this summers eve she wants to keep me company But fuck the Le Pew shit! "Ain't to you, bitch," I say to myself Plus she's bumpin' my music, ain't no tail a skunk in heat I could her to some degree But fuck it, I'm the male, let her to me (Could you repeat again?) Let her come to me, male sweater, some degree, Fuck it, up beside her Sideswipe her, Dodge What is a ass if she wants a computer lodged in her vagina?
my dick is an apple, she said put it inside her I said...
All day, all day, all You ask, I the night
you, you say you're vile Me too, you're up I'm running...
All day, all You feel, my (fire...) Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel, my
Black out, to, hands covered in blood gloves and a shover stuck in the mud I bodied the beat, so that hoe must've been dug Cause it just died "ooh, food coloring, duh" So let's get turnt, like a kebab, twist it Ma an Air Conditioning knob We be great Don't care if it takes If I gotta wait, I guess it's late than never You felt my heat, off on you I love your on, little mama, you're hot enough to melt Rick's beat Come jump in the water, I bet you get self esteem From your With an ass to match, girl your is lit striking, I'm a gas Girl, just gonna have to put the mother chumps on the burner You got puns, I got Just let me rest my in between that set of Ds While I shred MC's, cheddar cheese That's just the me in me, ain't a better breed My dog thinks so too, at my predigree
Ma, the is what I think of you I think divine, so I might swing on you I'm just kidding girl, I wouldn't a finger or two Unless it's the middle finger, to you
All day, all day, all
You ask, I the night With you, you say vile Me too, you're up I'm running... Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel, my
On the ones and twos, threes and (the morning) Rick's in the cut like (what?) He's it up for me and Lauren A like short for Theodore We're outtie, five (Who the fuck, my big dick, so get ready right fucking now)