GodFather

Get home and then roll one
Take two and then another one
Take two, like director's cut
Take you and her friend to fuck
Dick in her face had her waitin'
I'm not no 12 I'm fucking 18
And fuck 12, why the fuck they hatin'
At me and my ways of mating
Mingle with single bitches in the party
Pringles and Shingles all up in my body
Mix that with whiskey, fireballs is not taunting
Dick in yo pussy I'm not even hardy
Hardy like Jeff
Seen ya seen me, cena busy trying to fuck iggy
Dick is real stuffy
69 said it best when he was
Mentioning iffy
Fuck this bitch and her boyfriend
Came to take a lick
And her girlfriend
Eat real quick, squirt in my glands
Clean it with hands, like wiping yo Face after a work out
Dick in her pussy with the force of a hundred pounds
of course I don't freestyle
Pre-written and that shit is just too wild

So I can't do gun bars
I'm not the streets but
Yaw'll mind if I do some gun bars
Good cause I really wanted to do Some gun bars

Head from one of my favorites, strap on my
Shoulder came with the taser, told her to get on her
Knees and swallow some mayhem, sick to the core she wanted my
Toes, like why ain't you say so
This AK in my lap be spraying
This 12 make you sit on yo knees and start asking for fuckin prayers
But this game got rebels and killers don't start complaining
Ran up on a kid that did my man dirty
Held it to his lids and he closed em real early
He said he had to piss so I told him this ain't how it working
Get up with yo fists, and bitch gimme thirty
Checked him for his cash
He had about a Hundo
Told me to relax so I hit him with the dumbo
That's what I call the mag, it knocked him out we made a run for it
Told him don't fuck with my crew
I'm the one you looking up to
Realest one, I don't see in twos
My perspective is fun, don't fuck with my vibes, I'll beat your ass son
With or without all my guys, mention me clearly the next fucking time
I don't play real lightly, I'm the kid you despise
Jump you at the playground
Throw you down the fucking slide
Hit you with rods, ain't talking bout monkey bars
I hitchu real fucking hard
I'm tripping when you fucking fall
In winter it's always fall
I win and I ball
Stacking my stacks
Throw em at broads
Bitch got me sprung
When it rains it pours
When I make it rain I pour
Bitch, it's a facade

So I sat back
And I'm like
Ok that's fine
People can talk crazy about me
That's fine they should
They should uh express themselves and they have a right to
But I also get to say whatever the fuck I want about you now



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Writer(s): George Ventura
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