I think it's so f**ing stupid
This diapered baby named cupid
Man I be dodging an dodging
While he be shooting and shooting
I went from losing to winning
1 week and 10 types of women
I'm getting realer and realer
While they still fake I'm still grinning
She might be foreign to you
But sh** to me she domestic
I'd rather f** me an import
A derrière with some chest b**h
sh** f** yo couch up in Greystone
k**ing it with the cartel
She treats the club Just like a home
Her import skin look like caramel
And I might lick it up
sh** cuz I ain't tied down
And that p**y taste like water
I might die and drown
We up in the club like f** love
I don't need that sh**
But you need this dick
Get on your knees right quick
And just s** my......
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Hey Moolah, who is that?