[Verse 1:]
She had the sweetest scent I ever smelt, that woman have
Skin would glisten like reflections off the bluest jag
She had a Jewish dad and a Jamaican maid
Started hanging with strippers and dropping the zippers
And selling the p**y for paper to play
Crusty feet like she hiked for days and live in the mountains
At the pub she piss in the fountain sh** on the Michigan towers
She quick to split
She loves some dick in her bowels
Dabble in crystal, polish the pistol powder her sniffles with flour
Straight flieshman
In the private part of her p**y pocket
Random p**y farting
Sold at the hookers auction
Left as a crooked orphan
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Wrapped in the sports section
Box score, fake black rubber co*k in the top drawer but
Make this f**ing b**h sit in vinegar
Apple cider baths
Sit in the vinegar
Bonrsolino
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[Verse 2:]
So many unfamiliar faces that have come and gun
Your a constant f**ed you in the school closet
We were young then experimental periods
Laid a towel cause I f**ed you on your period
Stole my mothers car crashed it by the burger king
Young blood but we thought it was eternity
Raw s** never thought about paternity
But now this c*nt is trying murder me
Abusing me physically and verbally
Said my dick was too small
I went and got the surgery just to show it off
This ain't real sh** baby I'm just going off
Clear the mind f** it so I wrote a song
Night life I'm destined for the bright lights
Knife fights at the bar with some white dykes
She hold me down break a bottle on the b**h head
25 out the p**y and it's mislead
We always end up in the situation
She throwing diapers out the window at me
Called the cops said I be the face
Beat the case now I shiver at her sweet embrace
s**ing like a vacuum
Like a Smack spoon
Bubble bu*t thicker then the double dutch
In the family tied up and bubble f**
[Verse 3:]
Cold tard and I mean it
I thought we grow to be old farts in Phoenix
Well now you see me low scarves and a ski knit
But I've been here since the beginning like a prefix
But I'm a to do what I gotta do
Trying to make this french dough like a Pâte à Choux
Over your head after s** shorty hold me in bed
Smoking Ethiopian red
The son goes a single teardrop fallopians bled
Nowadays you catch the hooker Sniffing coke in the shed
It's a damn shame I'm just chilling eating lamb brain
I keep the weiner on display for the campaign
I'm just doing what I had to do
Drop me in the ground but I'm not going
To the top till I fall just like Owen
Heartbreak drowned sorrows in a love state