Got wit this freaky bitch My niggas girl didn’t know his fingers to well Pussy swell twizzled a jitter for her clit she’s not a quitter Me and my nigga ain’t Worried bout a sexuality Cuz we flippin bitches hitIn em as if they casualties murderin the pussy down the wettest hall I get wit pretty girls that’s an actuality , tiniest doll call me daddy I’m the master I bend her like a puppet she’s my matinee I’ll bring the finest home but old grandma goin scare em away she hope I don’t find no one were her actual words this my only flaw i splashed her a good amount of whiteclaw Grandpa goin be faded and run into my fist after running to my face a defensive move now I’m in a diffrent place taxman goin be a hero and throw knuckle pop to my left cheek yea unc I didn’t do nothin like usually do but promised what he felt in the morning soon Tough Spoe that kinda wanna fight had me calm while you Mis judge these hands Split in yo knuckle wita spike knockin yea in the chin blockin hamakers with my blocks all of a sudden taxman new some facts man good thing we on the same side Man!! In ptown all my cars are busted A suitable mechanic is in need before we get all rusted I stay in my van on my bed smoke weed till I seem like my intellegence busted