This that rock with me music, buck with me music. Baby come to my pad and fuck with me music. Fuck with me music, fuck with me lose ya life. I would like to prove it, but that's why I got goonies. Ever since a junior, I've been on that bullshit. You know like a fireplace? That's how hot it would get. So Santa, come yo ass down the chimney. Behind my kids, I'll leave ya gift bag empty. Rift raft plenty, yeah that's what yall do. I got two tech nines, should I text or call you?
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Muddafucka I'll kill all you. Put the pump to ya ear and pump up the volume. Knock out a tall dude, bear hug a fat boy. I'll fuck the teacher and stomp on a frat boy. I don't believe in preachers and I've never been a choir boy. But my pockets do hit high notes like Mariah, boy. Yeah, I keep my angel low|Angelou like Maya boy, then I pull it out and give you wings. Watch me fly a boy. Used to be a Hoy Boy now I'm a fire boy. I'm talkin' fire like rubbin' cauderoy.
Oops I mean corduroy, Carter boy, stuntin' like my father, boy, flow like water, boy. Even though I got a voice like ya boy on water, boy. They pay a ton like my first name was Walter, boy. Sweetness, but see you'd rather salt a boy. But I'll put that pimp in ya step like Walter, boy. Chuch and Weezy F's the altar boy. And yes I am a dog, now watch me cat-apult a boy. Yeah I am extra ULTRA, yes a vulture. Catch ya walkin', next you're talkin' to the morgue about extra coffins, HA.
Yeah, I'm hyped like my wife made extra coffee. Me and my wife be A, O-K, I'm trynna shake them X's off me. What it is? I'm back on my biz. And I put that on the treads on the backs of my kids. May that M11 be attached my ribs and the bullets that I give be attached to his. I'm back mutherfucka, I'm that mutherfucka. Besides Barack, I'm one hell of a black mutherfucka. Yadigg? Fuck every fish in the river. Hop off my love boat, fuck ever fish in the river, nigga.