pass the test i've always heard this time would come i'd throw my insecurities away who cares about security she's been acting like a dick and i've been a
security she's been acting like a dick and i've been a bitch still i think everything will be alright just take a small step back don't trip i'm sick of it
like 4 hours on a Benz with like 400 and Horsepower And a chain that had christ on it, a rollie with alot of Ice on it A pinky ring with a price on it
deny it, you's a dick rider You can never flow like me, blow like me Why would a bitch like ya? She can see that I'm a fuckin rider, you a hitch hiker
break the bottle for the hell of it Tell a bitch, she better bring her friend And if she want a autograph she better bring a pen Yeah the party never
the bottle for the hell of it Tell a bitch, she better bring her friend And if she want a autograph she better bring a pen Yeah the party never ran,
I tell a girl you were linkin (linkin) She said course yo but my mans over der, wingeing She said I'm on a blackberry hype, add me tonight Shh baby it's a
in love and that's a well known fact Like, yeah she know what she doing If a nigga chillin' with a stripper then he never go back home She got eyes butter
hair she don't care When she walk she get stares Brown skin or a yellow-bone DJ this my favorite song So I'ma make it thunderstorm Bud, want it Flocka
a whistle Wet as a tissue in the toilet Love to hit that spot get you hot like I boil it Even let ol' girl watch she enjoy it Even though she make it
she won't leave me 'lone Look, she love me from them poems And them songs, in my zone And I'm gone and she gone But she gone home She say no and she say she
of brown My dick was hard, and she was hot like a heater By the looks of her mouth, she was a dick-eater I said, "You raggedy bitch, don't play dumb!
to school you to the rules of the game, it'll cost ya Think you alla that just cause she let a nigga toss her It's like a motherfuckin priveledge So
for hoes I'm steady clockin' and if it ain't about a buck I gives a fuck it's raggedy hoes like you that keep a nigga stuck so what's up with them low
my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin trap And they wonder why it's hard bein black Dear Lord can ya
I love that shit. Yo, let's stop fakin and be real now. I got a room and a hard on. Still down? Met ya standin at a bar full of black dudes. Said
my man's dick Heard he had a twelve inch, now the bitch is lovesick Who's to blame, the guy or the groupie? Heard I was down with D.U., now she wants
's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say She don't give a fuck about
