ur girl will fuck anywhere for money, alleys, parks or even over a door
the bitch is like a calvin johnson play, it takes just acouple of steps around a corner to score
never ranked number one on a site, ur bars dont drop faggots
only time ur in a position of power's now modding & ur still not even considered top status
dawg that top tier status is done, over, finished, has been is just a queer clown
fuck falling off, u already been splattered on the concrete decomposing for more than a year now
sn00p the biggest homo to ever battle, that gay shits a issue to hurt you
dont just sweat drops of faggot, the rainbows comin out ur armpits more than skittles commercials
im gettin drunk & ready to fight, u cant throw hands ur a queer holmes
acouple of taps to ur fucking chin'll make ur jaw disappear quicker than beer foam
u & yah chick about to get married, but im here to kill, bruise, destroy ur hope
cuz when u tie the knot....its me wit a gun to ur head makin u tightin the nouse on her throat
sending haymakers that'll KO u fast faggot, punches on punches to this gay clown
all of my swing sets ur mind into a recess that got u dreaming of the old days on a play ground
use to send u bars to see if u thought it was dope, dumb idea cuz u a wack bitch
reminds me of my youth, i use to listen to snoop behind close doors & got smoked for that shit
ur bitch doesn't fuck u anymore, an tryna new move is nothing felt
cuz the last time snoop got it in doggy style, that cd was fresh on the fucking shelves
sucka free boss
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