These hoes get chose, freakin on the floh
Just turned 18 and she actin like she grown
b**h can't add, but she twerk it like a pro
I'm stuck on her a** like I'm muthaf**in stone
Throw that p**y on my waist, don't put in my face
A n***a tryna bust, I ain't tryna make her stay
Come through when I wanna trick, tell her a** to wait
If the ho catch feelins, Ima ll tell her a** to skate
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Do A Trick On It
I love to see a**, I love see cash
Baby bring that, and get some knee-pads
I a**ault that, hit it like a car crash
Runnin that p**y like a f**in 50 yard dash
Tell him fall back, yoppa make him haul a**
Got that strong-pack, make you take a long-nap
How you actin brand new with that long-back
The Thirst-King, show out, no comcast
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Do a trick on it, but I don't trick on it
Ay u can cuff her, but bet ya chick want it
I love big b**hes, I love big money
Ay cook a meal fa me, a lil n***a hungry
I wanna italian broad, ill hit her a** raw
Buss it in her face, that's alfredo sauce
It's the thirst king, call me thirst god
On ya instagram b**h I put in work hard
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Can't hold me back, I'm unholy on that co-ni-yak
Lortabs, bring me euphoria, for corny raps
Choreographed n***as, deserve they Loreann
And Loreal, all to sell to they audience...
All for, or all against, I'm all split
I love ratchet broads, I love conscious
I don't need no guidelines for my content
I'm just tryna put my dawgs on like a paw print
Milk the game, y'all will feel the same if you saw this
I bez Jason Vorheez, y'all steez is Lark-ehh
Peace-ful but start sh**, haters tryna they hard-est
While my cuts on they screen, that Berserker Barrage sh**-
I bang that nonsense, reminisce on my trap-days
Rat-Race, used to bag weight with my half-braids
Stopped-at-weed, we won't that crazed, just half-blazed
Tryna live the life that these raps-say
Damn we are some hypocrites...
So humble, but I'm still the sh**
I Want knowledge, til I'm really rich..
Respect the women, kids..
Girl I ain't pullin silly tricks
Just put my hand where you titties is
Damn we are some hypocrites..
All religious til he feel a chick
Talkin scripture, but he really sick..
Damn we are some hypocrites
I deserve, to get bezerk-swerved, til slurred-words
Sipping Erk and Jerk mixed in sherbert, to the first verse
I'ma Getta, gettin ushered, though it's purse-first..
I found myself up in her p**y like a wordsearch..
I'm supposed to the good guy
But I can only see so far with my good eye
You get in what you put out, you rap n***as punai
f**as needa cool out, tha cannon's like a tuba..
Vacay in Bermuda, everybody know a shooter
Have n***a face-down from a rack like Lex Luger
I'm tryna be a better man, came up with a better plan
n***as with the flames, is gettin stubbed like a severed hand
We walkin contradictions, I'm sorry if I'm distant
Sometimes I call 'em women, sometimes I call 'em b**hes
But rappers, we are humans, and art is how we feel it
Sometimes I wanna uplift, sometimes I need the thick-ness