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I gotta problem with ma dick. |
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Been hatin on him since I was a kid |
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Way before I ever put him in a bitch |
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Goin back y'all |
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Never wanna trash talk |
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So I made a track we could rap on |
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Keep us intact |
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And I know the fact is that you jewish |
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But I don't want no excuses for ya size |
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I know hella jewish guys who grew up between them thighs but no |
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You actin like you was four |
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You haven't changed since we young |
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It's sad you that immature |
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And I don't get it, I'm getting bitches, get you in kittens other dicks would die for |
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But I'm barely hittin it, when a minutes ya high score |
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And now it's real bad |
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Cuz you ain't movin on |
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You twenty something and still live above ya two balls |
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I been getting nine to five's, but I been keepin us wit bitches that was tryn to ride |
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But you a mafuckin fiend, and it's mean, we supposed to be a team |
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You a dick, but I wish I had a penis |
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And this about a dick |
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Who never took the time to grow |
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And cum the second that he get in that vagina hole |
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And I ain't lovin butting heads like this |
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But you gotta stop fucking up ma shit |
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And I ain't feelin bad |
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And ion't give a fuck aboutcha problems |
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But lay 'em the table, maybe we can solve em |
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Cuz you and I, we attached at the hip |
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So we better get this settled up and fixed, right now dick |
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Hold up Dicky you ain't really mean it |
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You got the nerve to tell me you the one mistreated |
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I don't believe it, it's nuffin but egregious |
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Cuz I'm the one that's been getting beaten |
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Obscenely in this mafucka right now |
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Das a fact, and ma homies from ma sack'll have ma back |
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You wackin me every mothafuckin day |
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You acting like it's okay |
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But imagine waking up feelin' afraid |
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I'm prayin you stop abusing, but you confused |
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If you blame me for the ejacs |
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This about your brain I came because I react |
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Hope that you concede that |
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Cuz it's on you, need to distract |
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What can I do, if you never relax |
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You see it's actually you that's in control all our faculties |
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The pre-ejaculatory crap is a sorely inaccurate |
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Acting like you was deploring me |
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Warranted insecurity |
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Scoring, ignoring the forming |
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Of your own immaturity (not true) |
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And now the prematurity's on ma head |
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But you know damn well it should be up on yours instead |
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But if you loved and accepted me then that wouldn't be a problem |
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Instead I'm in a dick numbing condom |
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And this about a kid |
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Who never took the time to grow |
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And cum the second that he get in that vagina hole |
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And I ain't lovin butting heads like this |
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But you gotta stop fucking up ma shit |
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And I ain't feelin bad |
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And ion't give a fuck aboutcha problems |
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But lay 'em the table, maybe we can solve em |
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Cuz you and I we attached at the hip |
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So we better get this settled up and fixed, right now kid |
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Wow, I think you need to get a grip dude |
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I'd say the same, but I'm betting that you will soon |
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Real funny dick, I can't even stomach this |
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How you gonn act like I'm wacking ya shit for nuffin |
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He frontin up in this mothafucka, bluffin on the beat |
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Wouldn't beat him without a reason he sung it incomplete |
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Tell me why then. |
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Why you always tucked in ma jeans |
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It's cuz Im wit a woodpecker like I'm stuck in a tree |
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Well I confess I'm erect on occasion |
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But up in the Bahamas -- |
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Hold up we that was a vacation |
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Is that what you call it, as I recall |
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You was mauling me day and night |
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Only sex you got was dry, aggressively rubbing fly |
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I was chaffed up. You the fuckin problem dicky wake up |
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Well what about the time you wasn't stayin up? |
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I was wit a top 5 dime of ma life |
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Well you the guy that was drinkin all the goddamn wine |
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Fuck that, you a cold, crooked mafucka, where's your heart |
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And you a toad looking muthafucka, Mario Kart |
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So this is it? |
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This is it, you a dick I need a penis |
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No you a dick, I need a human being |
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So this shit about a kid (dick) |
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Who never took the time to grow |
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And cum the second that he get in that vagina hole |
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And I ain't lovin butting heads like this |
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But you gotta stop fuckin up ma shit |
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And I ain't feelin bad |
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And ion't give a fuck aboutcha problems |
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But lay 'em the table, maybe we can solve em |
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Cuz you and I we attached at the hip |
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So we better get this settled up and fixed, right now dick |