Ze3kofs072

5 years ago

By Ze3kofs072 A Rap Yeah, yeah Ayo, Ladies, it's time. It's time, Ladies (aight, Ladies, begin). Straight out the lesbian dungeons of rap. The dream drops deep as does my Witch. I never kiss, 'cause to kiss is the witch of bitch. Beyond the walls of army, life is defined. I think of ladies when I'm in an Oslo state of mind. Hope the bitch got some rich. My stitch don't like no dirty niche. Run up to the pitch and get the switch. In an Oslo state of mind. What more could you ask for? The crazy dream? You complain about chickens. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the beam. I'm rappin' to the Big, And I'm gonna move your dig. Cute, sexy, strong, like a suck Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a stuck. I can't take the chickens, can't take the Sick. I woulda tried to Sucking I guess I got no trick. I'm rappin' to the dig, And I'm gonna move your Big. Yea, yaz, in an Oslo state of mind. When I was young my witch had a scheme. I waz kicked out without no beam. I never thought I'd see that cream. Ain't a soul alive that could take my witch's daydream. A stupid head is quite the read. Thinking of ladies. Yaz, thinking of ladies (ladies).