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Your strawberry lemonade lips Make a nigga blood pressure go drip, drip, drip Bad hoes is the devil, like six-six-six Bad hoes is the devil, like six-six-six When I got you on my mind ain't no room for a thot When you layin' on my chest ain't no room for my heart Girl, you know we wastin' time like tick, tick, tick Girl, you suckin' up my time like tick, tick, tick The bible say beatin' my dick and killin' is equal (Huh?) But that don't add up (Right?), 'cause the amount of times That I milk my shit I'll probably be considered serial (Ayy, hahaha) Them Cocoa Puff tittie balls make a nigga balls Fall inside of her jaws while her drawls fall All like a nightstand in the earthquake caused By the backstroke, dog style, all wild Kill the pretty kitty, leave a X over its eyes like a KAWS clown Shit! That's a fuckin' bar Fuck her in a '69, that's a fuckin' car Rolls Royce and the roof is the fuckin' stars Killin' niggas every time I write like it's fuckin' "Saw" Leave 'em charred, leave 'em Charmander without the tail spark (That mean that nigga dead!) Oh well, I have no fuckin' heart Back to my banana, this brain food is why she smart Yellow and her head on point, it's like her brother's Bart Simpson, no O.J, it ain't fit so she must acquit Letras de cancionesTake my Johnnie Cochran out and sit it on her pretty lips Sex addict with no intent to ever quit This what happens when you exposed to porn at the age of six (It's goin' on, it's goin' on) There's something goin' on (Something's goin' on, you know it's goin' on) There's something— Yo! I hit him with the charm, make him put it on my arm, like You don't need no job when ya pussy is the bomb Backshot, backshot, ATM, now she gone, like You don't need no job when ya pussy is the bomb I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna You don't need no job when ya pussy is the bomb I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna You don't need no job when ya pussy is the bomb If she sellin', she workin', no lyin' (What?) The price right? No flirtin', I'm buyin' (What?) Same day, airfare, I'm flyin' (What?) Love trappers, love rappers, love diamonds (Woo) I got it, I give it, come get it Birkin bags, bad bitches come with it City girls, come count up my digits Can't break 'em, can't shake 'em, I live it (Hahaha) i8, I Robot, I never (Hahaha) I only, big foreigns, I pedal She chase us, speed racer, daredevil IDK, King Push, it's levels, yugh Oh my god, that fuckin' dick Oh shit! Woo! Woo! Ah! Like this Your strawberry lemonade lips Make a nigga blood pressure go drip, drip, drip (Go 'head) Bad hoes is the devil, like six-six-six (Go 'head) Bad hoes is the devil, like six-six-six (Go 'head) When I got you on my mind ain't no room for a thot (Go 'head) When you layin' on my chest ain't no room for my heart (Go 'head) Girl, you know we wastin' time, like tick, tick, tick (Go 'head) Girl, you suckin' up my time, like tick-tock, tick-tock, tick (Go 'head) Woo! She wanna lock lips, I just pulled over, made her stop it Inside of my whip, when I'm drivin' it's called a cockpit Obviously, if she ride with the kid then she givin' knowledge Like institutions disguised in the schools and collectin' profits I missed Give her the shit that she like some type of magician (Go 'head) My magical wand mission, this clitoris infamous (Go 'head) God-given, devil insidious (Go 'head) No condoms in the condominium (Go 'head) Idiot, she do this shit for any and many men or 50 Cent (Go 'head) Shit, I am 50 Cent, haha, word to my nigga Keem From Letras Mania