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She flipping, splitting, and twisting
Just like an acrobat
I'm looking at her and I wonder if I can handle that
But I don't think I can
So what am I to do
Just keep on making tracks
And hoping that you dance to 'em
Taylor Swift writing songs about me
She had a Grammy nomination and I couldn't believe
I didn't see any cheese
I didn't see any cash
She holding out on Young Skipper and now I'm ditching her ass
And then it's (bye bitch)
On to the next
Skipper might get killed by Ariana
But it's still worth the sex
I put it straight in her neck
and then there's nothing that's stopping it
She finna blow when I go for the esophagus

Every line gets a little more nasty
I'm talking dirty and white
Just like I'm living in Tally
And when the bitches surround me
I just don't know what to do
I pick the one that's outstanding
And hand the rest off to you
White girls
Black girls too
I ain't looking at the color when I pick and I choose
I'm checking booty and titties
Just trying to see if they true
And it might matter to you
But I don't care if it's fake
I don't need no fucking fork when I'm eating that cake
That shit a three course meal with some lobster and steak
I'm paying for dinner 'cause I know that she want it
And you can tell that she hungry
She got a mouth full of sausage

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Yeah they call me Young Skip
But you put it on repeat
And it's me in the sheets
With a queen, busy bees
We can make a whole hive
Every time you arrive
Little baby Skippers would wake me up with their crying
(So I say)
Fuck that, and keep on making music
I rap about the same shit, lyrics and producing
A girlfriend and a baby now would just be a nuisance
I don't need a wifey, I'm like Nike
I just do it
A world traveler, I keep on moving
An indefinite vacation I just flew into Methuen
When they ask me how I do it
I tell them it's easy
You just gotta drop some fire bars and try to repeat me
But I guess it's not as easy as I thought
I'm getting such a big head that I think it might pop
When she done giving me head, she start calling me pops
I know she deal with daddy issues and I like it a lot
(I love it!)

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