Niggas at the fuckin' mall, niggas where my fuckin' drawers? Think I'm happy? Think I'm sad? Bitch you fuckin' know my dad He wears his pants up in his ass, touch his ass, grab his dick You's a fag, you like that shit, O.F. is the fuckin' clique I'm goin' off the top of the brain Nigga don't know how to rap but I'm in the game Fuck that shit, I don't give a fuck I'm back up in the fuckin' club, niggas know I'm at the mall Eatin' chips with my drawers, how you doing? How you fall?
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Eat my ass, lick my balls Bitch I'm in the fuckin' mall, with my niggas eatin' ham Bitch I got that fuckin' swag, you don't know my fuckin' dad I don't know my fuckin' dad, what is this a fuckin' purse? I ain't fuckin' Mexican, but we can have sex again With your sister with no rubber (Alexis' real name is Alex) What the fuck? That's your fuckin' brother? I ain't with that jerkin' shit Unless it's Steve Harvey's buff sister tryna jerk my dick
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I'm with your girlfriend eatin' chips Mmm, stop the beat, bitch.. Alright, yeah, nigga, I was in the mall With my niggas bustin' triggers, yeah, swag
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