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Left Brain, Wolf Haley |
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Golf Wang, Free Earl, uh |
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Goddamn I love women |
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Daydream about penis being in 'em |
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Meet them with a big grin with a Mac-10 |
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Rope, katana, and then I skin 'em |
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All beige suit made out of white women |
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With the red lipstick dancing to John Lennon |
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With the red sweater jeans made out of blue denim |
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They can catch me in the spot where the sun don't shine |
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B*tch don't mind me, shake your hiney |
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The only motherf*cking Wolf here, I spit venom |
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You're a bad b*tch with a real good kitten |
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And I got the appetite of them fat black women |
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Wolf Gang in this b*tch with a bunch of rats with 'em |
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Lookin' like the holocaust with Supreme hats with 'em |
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I am tryna get Ms. Piggy by the motherf*cking hairs of her chinny chin chin |
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Umm, what's that? The cock of a black dude |
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Mad cause his daughter got the swag of a vacuum (Aww, f*ck it) |
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I'll take her to the back room, dungeon, fighting and punching |
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And now the slut is under the f*cking assumption |
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That I will be f*cking and munching her muffin |
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Cum will be bleeding but that's not from the time signature of the month, umm |
