Meet in the street

Mason dis lyrics I’m your daddy kick you in you ass that shit flabby Role you down the stairs You have big ass hair I grab that shit Your mom let me hit I’m touching the clit You can’t even see your dick Ima up and hit you with my blick You have no tricks I saw you sit on a bench that shit bent I saw your mom with Trent she Bent by another man your sitting with your dick in your hand your gonna stroke stroke stroke wait bit your still broke stupid ass tryna go band for band when you going to realize your barely a man you lookin rather trans your dick finna chop off you gonna knock Mr rectors socks off after you give that top top only reason why you have an A it’s cause your gay I saw you beat your meat in the street In the street. in the street in the street in the street You beat your meat in the street You can’t fit in your seat always eating treats While you beat your meat IN THE STREET in the street in the street Yeah you always at McDonald trying eat all kids don’t try fib you pull up ask if they an extra size bib. Down at the club they call you triple size With no exercise because you too busy beating your meat In the street. In the street. In the street