Fuck you bitch

I'm back with a banging homie, at last Have been too busy, because I am one of those who is smart to know It still Penthouse in Vestergade with 100 inches Still me leaving your party with full pockets Homie, it's still me who overturns your venue With a show sticking you under your belt I still remember when people i "gave a fuck for mine As it is now, people will give me money to bust rhyme I'm afraid one man he is my own mirror image If there is beef, you see it coming as lightning from a clear sky I burn the shit down like a pyromaniac at bad speed Fuck with me, so I burn your city down, we stand straight You talk to me, homie I don't know you at all I come from a small town called Hold Your Shit Bitch There's me a piss here, just X that's the hardcore I'm awake and earn my money when everyone else is sleeping I dust myself off and jump on a banger Have been away from the game, too long, because of ladies Bitches stop and block my thinking Sitting on my ass so I can gather myself there are new times in the house, Now only takes what can be used When I get home, blown on booze, it's clean in my house Hot food is on the table and my sneaks are shining And the next day we have sex until your voice disappears Later in the day you start to cook Leans back, with a beer for my bunch is here Live like kings and keep going business Blow balloons on curvy bitches Clap the ass until it fails in our hands Yours is clammy while mine is beautiful Just a shame, all my bitches are on hourly pay