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I was on a road |
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Sittin with a 40 |
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And I get ta grinning |
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As I check a message on my phone |
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As I get ta looking |
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Seeing what it was |
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I get to d******* |
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As it was a ******* |
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And she was saying she was gone |
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Wait hold up watchu talkin bout |
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I must've heard you wrong |
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Is she ****** with a ****** |
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******* I really have to kill him |
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And I get to finding out |
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When I was on the road |
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That she was out there being hungry |
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Bringin ******s round my children |
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******* you really got some nerves |
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Like you've really never heard |
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Of the words that I |
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Say inside a verse |
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I will curse you |
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Nobody *******s around |
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With my emotions |
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U was thinking it was funny |
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I will put u in a hearse |
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And I made a voodoo doll |
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When it was tricky like you |
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Really ******* u must |
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Think I am silly |
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I am serious to death |
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Do us part |
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Don't let me start |
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On all the wicked *******t |
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I read on doing |
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Doing to you if u ever |
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****** left |
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Standing over you |
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When you was sleeping |
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And I'm bout a put a backup in ya chest |
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Watchu really thought |
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That you would go |
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And ******* a ****** |
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Ina beanie on the cu*******n |
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But u really think ur bleesed |
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Did u run up out of sex |
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Did he make u cum |
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Hit it from back |
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Did u suck his ******* |
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Like you do me |
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So u got gobble him |
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And probably swallow him |
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And ******* him and feet him |
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Now u wi*******n that u never |
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Knew me |
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Cuz I'll really ****** put u |
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In a horror movie |
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When they ask who did it |
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Tell em black widow did it |
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******* him I would take him |
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With my hands if I could |
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But I really think I should |
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Put a scapple up in it |
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And I'm feelin jus ta take |
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Ya adams apple and split it |
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But if I really do it |
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Then the music is gone |
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And I don't wanna ******* around |
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And lose my career for a stupid |
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Ass ******* I will |
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Put it in a song |
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But what about your muthfukin |
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Kids and the stories |
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They be telling me about |
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The ******s u sneak in at night |
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U b thinking that they sleeping |
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But they really peeking |
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At you while you on your knees |
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Suckin runnin ******s pipes |
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Walk up in the room |
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Meet ur doom |
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Hit the lights |
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With the twist of my knife |
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You'll be laying in blood |
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Brains in my fit-it |
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I remain hella wicked |
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Put a bullet in the chamber |
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Put a ******* up in a mud |
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Die Slow |
