keep a tailor round me when her Ass is actin like a jerk booty get 2 twerkin poppin that thang buttons land in shot glasses flyin off my shirt she flyer then turducken and im higher then that boi captain kirk n she got dat ass str8 from a toolbox my bby down down to make that booty work she got my head up in the clouds my feet firmly planted down to earth she throw that Ass all in the air n gimme lip service Titties hangin out her shirt im Dog diggin her from behind wit her knees dug in n caked wit dirt i think its time ghetto bump n grind tryna make that pussy squirt Hang er HEAD OFF THE side of the BED N FUK her Throat until it recola Hurts n She caught Bronchitis from my spartan soldier dick King Leonidas tell her Golden Fleece "AU" Gigucci got the touch of king Midas showed her ass out n public told me said "no where left to hide this" "can i show you round town pull my dick out here bby you can ride thisa clitorial orgasms from my tonguetip        CauseS BBYGUR 2 Cross her "Eyes"            Sweat drops drip Drippin off the tip top when im on top I dot her Tees        Sweat froM Mr."I DONT GET TIRED" $dollaSign"w"."a"."y"CapitalZ" " Born in the D cities imperfections purrddyy chickens playN golf Hole in one thats a Birdie Real words fall on deaf ears On God fake niggas never heard me Deez higways get ya caught up Ina st8 facility serving thirty So plz b easy pushing work up n down Dirty Interstate 30 I rock like pantera I go to sleep on Sera N im chasin boozy bread That Schlotszkys & Panera Find a dude gonna do ya better my confidence's as strong As the perfume on my letters Put ya money where ya mouth is Told the gur id Bet Her N if she feelN tempurpedic She kno $wayZ down 2 Bed her She a Drop Top Ginger Im tryna smack her ass cheeks off all they doin fadin 50 shades redder So I picked her brain while grippin grain then a classy playa fed her She aint eva leavin free Between her heart n me you know We'd never let her She Dots her "i"s and Crosses "T"s Follows Every instruction to the Letter She mounts that pussy on my face Her Tropic Thunda couldnt get Wetter N we become even closer each time we battle thru the Stormy weather N since we let go n let God Our conscious sits level on our shoulders Lighter then a feather Keep goin back n forth No way to drop the ball in a game of tehter Dolla signs glaze ya eyes Wit pics of historical trend setters Chasin dead presidents n kite flyN inventors only makes ya hobbit hole look better Hang up on Gods Busy line cuz the Money phone "Stops Ringing... NEVER" Fellowships of the FLESH WORSHIPs the Almighty dollar WHILE YOUR SOUL BECOMES DEADER JESUS keep me rich Breakin Holy Bread Gotta book overflowing wit spiritual cheddar Satan u a rat So im teaming up with that hittaShredder Turtles n a half n a half shell Hlf my Sac Broke the Whole damn Scale If ya mad cuz im Pen Pimpin SHRUg no apologies Thats H8n "Oh Well"