MISSISSIPPI
This a letter from my soul without a pin
I been fighting against the wind my nigga to see a win
If you a goofy hoe I can't let you in
Friends mixed with my enemies
As my dirty gets blended my bitch looking splendid
Got the young hoe washing dishes
She coughed when she hit the blunt
I forgot its 2020 I social my distance
To pussy that smell like incense
Yo vote make a difference so fuck who's indifferent
Mama in jail I'm drinking well I look at my timepiece
I top the shelf all by myself my niggas behind me
Guns you need mo cause just like the fish you can't find me, uh
Do-re-mi I'm singing to these bitches, uh
Getting money in the trenches I used to be broke
Made 25 hundred in one day then I spent it
My presence is a present bitch my teachers called me gifted
Nowadays when they call my name I hope it ain't a witness
Fitness let's work this out, free my niggas let them out
Free my mama let her out, free that pussy let it out, huh
Let me watch my tongue, aye
Sometimes that hoe lunge and bitches get stung, aye
Sometimes that hoe lunge and niggas get stung, aye
So just mind yo business my windows tinted
And that because I'm in it when you dissing just be specific
I'm long like Mississippi I was homeless no pot to pee in
Now my dick wear European
Yo bitch had made love to me in the same place that you sleep in
On the weekend I was geeking I should plan lunch with the deacon
I was tweaking she was twerking I ate that pussy like some turkey
Ate that ass like it was stuffing then I stuffed Ms. Parker's stocking
But shit I only got coal in mine see my soul was hard to find
But I found it behind a mountain in Tennessee
I'm grounded but her ass rounded, Lord help me please
How much breathe do I got left to take and commas on commas
To make, shit let me think shit like a lake call me Prince
This Menatongua, chemi chonga how she ate it I debated
Waited, GOD saves us daily keep praying, praying
This coronavirus shit ain't fazing me
This coronavirus shit ain't fazing me
I get paid get laid throw that shit in the safe
So gone head throw that ass before I pass away
Of course I wear a mask I wear gloves to fuck these bitches
Thank GOD I got my tags cause at first they was suspended
When you dissing just be specific I'm long like Mississippi
I was homeless no pot to pee in now my dick wear European
Yo bitch had made love to me in the same place that you sleep in
On the weekend you was geeking
You should plan lunch with the deacon
I been fighting against the wind my nigga to see a win
If you a goofy hoe I can't let you in
Friends mixed with my enemies
As my dirty gets blended my bitch looking splendid
Got the young hoe washing dishes
She coughed when she hit the blunt
I forgot its 2020 I social my distance
To pussy that smell like incense
Yo vote make a difference so fuck who's indifferent
Mama in jail I'm drinking well I look at my timepiece
I top the shelf all by myself my niggas behind me
Guns you need mo cause just like the fish you can't find me, uh
Do-re-mi I'm singing to these bitches, uh
Getting money in the trenches I used to be broke
Made 25 hundred in one day then I spent it
My presence is a present bitch my teachers called me gifted
Nowadays when they call my name I hope it ain't a witness
Fitness let's work this out, free my niggas let them out
Free my mama let her out, free that pussy let it out, huh
Let me watch my tongue, aye
Sometimes that hoe lunge and bitches get stung, aye
Sometimes that hoe lunge and niggas get stung, aye
So just mind yo business my windows tinted
And that because I'm in it when you dissing just be specific
I'm long like Mississippi I was homeless no pot to pee in
Now my dick wear European
Yo bitch had made love to me in the same place that you sleep in
On the weekend I was geeking I should plan lunch with the deacon
I was tweaking she was twerking I ate that pussy like some turkey
Ate that ass like it was stuffing then I stuffed Ms. Parker's stocking
But shit I only got coal in mine see my soul was hard to find
But I found it behind a mountain in Tennessee
I'm grounded but her ass rounded, Lord help me please
How much breathe do I got left to take and commas on commas
To make, shit let me think shit like a lake call me Prince
This Menatongua, chemi chonga how she ate it I debated
Waited, GOD saves us daily keep praying, praying
This coronavirus shit ain't fazing me
This coronavirus shit ain't fazing me
I get paid get laid throw that shit in the safe
So gone head throw that ass before I pass away
Of course I wear a mask I wear gloves to fuck these bitches
Thank GOD I got my tags cause at first they was suspended
When you dissing just be specific I'm long like Mississippi
I was homeless no pot to pee in now my dick wear European
Yo bitch had made love to me in the same place that you sleep in
On the weekend you was geeking
You should plan lunch with the deacon
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Writer(s): Marshal Borner
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