redbeard call the cleaners!
The fucking clicks
Make them stop
Yeah
Downside up bitch
I wake up in the evening
Like how long I been sleepin'
Couple texts from my exes 'cause they know that they be dreamin'
I step out the door heavy breathing
Light one up I'm chiefin'
Give a rowdy dowdy howdy to my heathens like
Ayy whassup you good
Like ayy whattup I'm good
Like ayy whattup I'm paid enough to get my bank to bank my luck
I'm banking' on you backing up
You tanking like a water truck
You crying don't you call my bluff
Just call it what you wanna but don't call yourself a baller bruh
I be on my carnage yuh
I be takin' all of ya
Love, Pax be mackin' snackin' on your garden girl
I mow the lawn then hoe be gone like Santa died in Arctic World
Klondike bars I'm freezing
Discreetly yet so sweetly
She meet me on my peepee
Squeeze me like squeegee
Soppin' wet believe me
Drip and droppin' I be weepin'
So delicious I be fiendin'
Waiting for that cake I'll eat it
Kitty very berry nothing ever tasted sweeter
'Bout to take my face up out the cake 'cause
I'm going deeper
Redbeard call the cleaners
Ohhh shit
Ayy yo Pax what happened bruh
Last thing I remember was
One shot two shot gone ayy
Crack that beer in the dawn ayy
I can't find my phone bruh
Give that bitch a call will ya
Where'd the Sun go why this darkness in my Solo woah
Bad motherfucker but I'm 'bout it woah
I don't really give a fuck about a ho
Called the Uber about an hour ago
Get your ass out the fucking door
Yeah respectfully can you please get the fuck out of here
Lakers coming on
Uh yeah
I'm a dirty dog
No I don't feel guilty
Like a dirty song and I like to get filthy
I like to write these poems
While she be giving me dome
Light one up when I'm done
This process helps my songs
My lady told me to dive in up to my eyes
So I did the backstroke and rode the currents of her thighs
I went fully Inside Man like like it was a joint by Spike
And everyone who ever knew me knows that's how I'd like to die yeah
Pax I got them on the way bruh
Told them leave no trace yeah
I know we left a mess but don't be stressed that was insane bruh
Cackaw
Make them stop
Yeah
Downside up bitch
I wake up in the evening
Like how long I been sleepin'
Couple texts from my exes 'cause they know that they be dreamin'
I step out the door heavy breathing
Light one up I'm chiefin'
Give a rowdy dowdy howdy to my heathens like
Ayy whassup you good
Like ayy whattup I'm good
Like ayy whattup I'm paid enough to get my bank to bank my luck
I'm banking' on you backing up
You tanking like a water truck
You crying don't you call my bluff
Just call it what you wanna but don't call yourself a baller bruh
I be on my carnage yuh
I be takin' all of ya
Love, Pax be mackin' snackin' on your garden girl
I mow the lawn then hoe be gone like Santa died in Arctic World
Klondike bars I'm freezing
Discreetly yet so sweetly
She meet me on my peepee
Squeeze me like squeegee
Soppin' wet believe me
Drip and droppin' I be weepin'
So delicious I be fiendin'
Waiting for that cake I'll eat it
Kitty very berry nothing ever tasted sweeter
'Bout to take my face up out the cake 'cause
I'm going deeper
Redbeard call the cleaners
Ohhh shit
Ayy yo Pax what happened bruh
Last thing I remember was
One shot two shot gone ayy
Crack that beer in the dawn ayy
I can't find my phone bruh
Give that bitch a call will ya
Where'd the Sun go why this darkness in my Solo woah
Bad motherfucker but I'm 'bout it woah
I don't really give a fuck about a ho
Called the Uber about an hour ago
Get your ass out the fucking door
Yeah respectfully can you please get the fuck out of here
Lakers coming on
Uh yeah
I'm a dirty dog
No I don't feel guilty
Like a dirty song and I like to get filthy
I like to write these poems
While she be giving me dome
Light one up when I'm done
This process helps my songs
My lady told me to dive in up to my eyes
So I did the backstroke and rode the currents of her thighs
I went fully Inside Man like like it was a joint by Spike
And everyone who ever knew me knows that's how I'd like to die yeah
Pax I got them on the way bruh
Told them leave no trace yeah
I know we left a mess but don't be stressed that was insane bruh
Cackaw
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