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Cuz I ain't got no type But when I met codeine, there was love at first sprite Counting dirty money all night, where the wipes? I like my Swisher Sweets, fat as fuck, with cellulite My bitch got a wife, got me walking round' feeling like Dolemite These niggas talking crazy, but they don't get out of line There pockets saying vacant, and my shit saying occupied Bad bitch on my team Bad bitch on my team, just like Katniss Everdeen Got lipstick everywhere I got it shaking on this dick-dick-dick-dick-dick-dick-dick like a electric chair, lord I got liquor, I got cigarettes And these pussy ass niggas just got PMS I don't think you should see em, all living off codeine She just took off her clothes, and said you ain't lying She pretty like the bride of Frankenstein She kill it like she married to the mob I can't let one of these hoes let me down, mama She said don't worry son I help you make one Cuz these hoes throwing pussy like hand grenades Don't let it blow up in yo face Had to buy my dick a barricade And a mothafucka came in Diamonds in my teeth, I'm eating carrot cake So hard for me to put on a fake smile Letras de cancionesHad to buy my dick a barricade And a mothafucka came in I got cocaine, I got cigarettes I don't do neither, except my bitch request She like bad boys, I'm her crook in the neck Her suicide note say she love me to death For her Lewinsky is so critical And I didn't mean to get political I watch her, let figure slither But I don't look into her snake eyes I ain't got no type But when I met codeine, there was love at first sprite I been counting dirty money all night, with the wifes I like my swisher sweet, fat as fuck, with cellulite My bitch got a wife, got me walking around feeling like Dolemite And these niggas talking crazy, but they don't get out of line Their pockets saying vacant, and my shit saying occupied But when I met codeine, there was love at first sprite I been counting dirty money through the night, where the wipes? I like my swisher sweet, fat as fuck, that's how you like My bitch got a wife, got me walking around feeling like Dolemite And these niggas talking crazy, and they don't get out of line I'm sorry for the wait, til I drop Tha Carter 5 From Letras Mania