Day Trip to Gomorrah

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Fuckin with Ishtar
The price to pay is your soul plus shipping & handling
Flow dun illy, you rambling
I hopped the border to Gomorrah for a nightcap
Rocketed to Sodom, in the morning I went right back
Ishtar taking all your lovers
To the underworld with tons of pearls, grab all the suckers
Jewels and lips on my neck
Fools get clipped from my TEC
Rules get nixed, what you expect, ho, ho

Come on in and stay
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I'm bursting bitches' bubbles and punching the fuck outta coccoons
Converse with birds and dash off the skirts in your room
Worship the poon and bask in ultraviolet lighting
As guttural chants of your kin begin reciting
Thinking you'll take the shot but this ain't sambucca
Yall some Martin Lawrences against the man Luther
You stan who, blud? My stans Stan-like cuz they got white girl in the trunk
Excuse me, I'm about to slide up with a hunk

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They call me Aladdin, not because of my pigment
But 'cause of my ignorance, now let me bear witness
And spit this story, hoping you'll be listening
About a time I saw something shine in the distance
Light's reflection off of metal glistening
Close inspection revealed a lamp not lit yet
Had a white flower bitch on my wrist, she said
She had a bad kind of feeling bout this shit
Bitch, I don't need your rubber stamp of approval, mind your
Business, I'mma rub a fucking lamp of pursual, I'll do it
And if a genie appears, I'm having nothing to fear
'Cause I've been wishing for a couple wishes every year
Need a never ending blunt for every month
Need another gallon of lean to get me drunk
Need a whip with a thick bitch in the front
Need a lifetime supply of Benjis to get what I want
I'm entitled to this shit, I shouldn't have to stunt
It's what I love, bitches grinding on my dick in the club
Sipping Henny from a cup, flip a penny for my luck
Is it head or tail that I'mma get tonight, fuck
And looking back up to my reality
I found my white flower girl staring back at me
Seeing my true colors, said she need a new lover
And in my hands, fool's gold's all I knew of her



Credits
Writer(s): Savan Depaul
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