Nineteen
It's Nicky
The Jeff Dahm of my city
I'll eat your fucking kidney
Then get right back to my jiggy bitch
My bank so fucking piggy
Ain't that a fucking pity
Type to walk right up to Diddy
Say I'll shit on fucking Biggie bitch
I'm so notorious
Just have faith baby
And take your time
We can be victorious
Say you want a bad boy
So now you're mine
Boss up with your time dog
Cause I'm taking my time off
Where the fuck do my time go
Had the coach scream timeout
I just needed a break from this
But you know a nigga runs back
Hope you little niggas take from this
Before Nicky come back
Wanna be me
That's part of your pain
Stewardess calling
Please pardon my plane
Ja Ruling hoes
Irv Gotten your dame
Better watch your mouth
Before I body your lane
Niggas fucking my ex-bitches
Well I'm fucking too
Better not fuck to that radio
Cause I'll come on
Now who the fuck is you
I had Jazzmine, and then Jasmine
She lied and say I ain't have it
Nakita, and then Laresa
Then Jeremiah tagged it
We plastered it with the plastic
He passed it faster than alleys
He brought it down the court
And I dunked it right in the basket, I mean
And then Breanna Jones
Then jump off Samantha
Went from cheerleading my balls
To these boys getting them tatted
And Kandise
Who gave the best head I fucking had in a minute
I meant it you fucking young, but on a tandem
Right back to Shanti
Oh Shanti, I loved you
Remember my name
Remember my love baby
Remember my chain
Remember my sex
Remember that well
No grudges or nothing
Baby I'll see you in hell
Malcom, KB, fuck them
Not gay but I'll fuck them
Drop them in that Frank Ocean
Lance Bass sunk with them
Little ole me mentioned Mar'que
Kim, Ama, D.R.
Little ole bitch that I fucked with G
Can't remember her name but the pussy stinked
And there was about like three Kristen's
A Christina
Cecilia, what up
And a Joseph
Fuck the label, I'll get the dough
Won't pay a nigga that's good to know
Cause all I need is Sho to get on that Suge shit
And I'm good to go
Won't hit your chick
But she stripped the clothes
Not interested, told Sixty stroke
They boogied some, didn't pick the nose
So don't fuck my bitch, cause I'll hit the hoe
I like your momma say I said hello
I'll 69 on five, that's 64 Lola
Cause I'm trying to fuck forever like
I'll be true to you
Is it real with me
Am I getting through to you Lola
Since 16 years old I ain't had to touch a fucking drug boy
Had to hit my twenties like I punched a fucking dub boy
Four hoes in one day and I ain't even use a glove boy
I just fucking bath and pray that God is in this Dove
How it feel knowing your bitch is in the suds boy
Keep it gravy, Lady Marmalade up in this tub boy
Probably hate it say it, I won't waste this fucking slug boy
Cause play that and play with me
I'ma find out who you love boy
I got chrome on this Bugatti
I'm strong in this Bugatti
Two V8's
Ain't no such thing as driving calm in this Bugatti
Bitch I'm bad, I'm worse
I pass the purp
Don't fuck with me
Cause right now I'm higher than Cap...
Spock bitch cause I'll pop bitch
Carter who, I'm Pac bitch
These niggas hot cause their bitch adore me
Gotta swear to God I ain't knock bitch
Like Bras ripped, my top's missing
My top slit like goth wrists
My Hyundai just entrée
I'll pop Chris like parks switched
I said I'll pop Chris like parks switched
So stand back, this skinny nigga got this
Fucking haters mad cause they not this
It's XCI till we senile like the fucking Loch Ness
The Jeff Dahm of my city
I'll eat your fucking kidney
Then get right back to my jiggy bitch
My bank so fucking piggy
Ain't that a fucking pity
Type to walk right up to Diddy
Say I'll shit on fucking Biggie bitch
I'm so notorious
Just have faith baby
And take your time
We can be victorious
Say you want a bad boy
So now you're mine
Boss up with your time dog
Cause I'm taking my time off
Where the fuck do my time go
Had the coach scream timeout
I just needed a break from this
But you know a nigga runs back
Hope you little niggas take from this
Before Nicky come back
Wanna be me
That's part of your pain
Stewardess calling
Please pardon my plane
Ja Ruling hoes
Irv Gotten your dame
Better watch your mouth
Before I body your lane
Niggas fucking my ex-bitches
Well I'm fucking too
Better not fuck to that radio
Cause I'll come on
Now who the fuck is you
I had Jazzmine, and then Jasmine
She lied and say I ain't have it
Nakita, and then Laresa
Then Jeremiah tagged it
We plastered it with the plastic
He passed it faster than alleys
He brought it down the court
And I dunked it right in the basket, I mean
And then Breanna Jones
Then jump off Samantha
Went from cheerleading my balls
To these boys getting them tatted
And Kandise
Who gave the best head I fucking had in a minute
I meant it you fucking young, but on a tandem
Right back to Shanti
Oh Shanti, I loved you
Remember my name
Remember my love baby
Remember my chain
Remember my sex
Remember that well
No grudges or nothing
Baby I'll see you in hell
Malcom, KB, fuck them
Not gay but I'll fuck them
Drop them in that Frank Ocean
Lance Bass sunk with them
Little ole me mentioned Mar'que
Kim, Ama, D.R.
Little ole bitch that I fucked with G
Can't remember her name but the pussy stinked
And there was about like three Kristen's
A Christina
Cecilia, what up
And a Joseph
Fuck the label, I'll get the dough
Won't pay a nigga that's good to know
Cause all I need is Sho to get on that Suge shit
And I'm good to go
Won't hit your chick
But she stripped the clothes
Not interested, told Sixty stroke
They boogied some, didn't pick the nose
So don't fuck my bitch, cause I'll hit the hoe
I like your momma say I said hello
I'll 69 on five, that's 64 Lola
Cause I'm trying to fuck forever like
I'll be true to you
Is it real with me
Am I getting through to you Lola
Since 16 years old I ain't had to touch a fucking drug boy
Had to hit my twenties like I punched a fucking dub boy
Four hoes in one day and I ain't even use a glove boy
I just fucking bath and pray that God is in this Dove
How it feel knowing your bitch is in the suds boy
Keep it gravy, Lady Marmalade up in this tub boy
Probably hate it say it, I won't waste this fucking slug boy
Cause play that and play with me
I'ma find out who you love boy
I got chrome on this Bugatti
I'm strong in this Bugatti
Two V8's
Ain't no such thing as driving calm in this Bugatti
Bitch I'm bad, I'm worse
I pass the purp
Don't fuck with me
Cause right now I'm higher than Cap...
Spock bitch cause I'll pop bitch
Carter who, I'm Pac bitch
These niggas hot cause their bitch adore me
Gotta swear to God I ain't knock bitch
Like Bras ripped, my top's missing
My top slit like goth wrists
My Hyundai just entrée
I'll pop Chris like parks switched
I said I'll pop Chris like parks switched
So stand back, this skinny nigga got this
Fucking haters mad cause they not this
It's XCI till we senile like the fucking Loch Ness
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