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2.Told God tell Cheryl her son gone be just fine, but that don't mean yo son he gone quit cryin I can black a nigga eyes with these punchlines Blunt wrapping on this track now it's munch time Told my moma lies all my life and its not fine I done time so and I learned a lesson about tryna to grind Carti eyes when I see my mama in the sunshine and don't worry ma bout cj n shanelle I swear her and boo fine. Keep a Detroit brown blonde and her boobs hot I rather give her a blow job now dats two jobs TWO HUH? fuck da shit outta and we woosah ooh I stretch myya ass out like a tube sock To my daddy I don't blame you I got cho name to you was always in the picture I wanna thank you. Mom popped my first pistol kept me outta gangs and sis we lost jualicia bywe ain't been the same crew