She thinks she hot she a hit bitchsimplistic rolling of my tongue (it’s okay bitch) why you so aethatic melting down lost that atp got you shakin now shake ya down like Parkinson’s (no sorry bitch I don’t got no since) I mean not for you sorry to be so rude but you’re just everlasting with your dramatics but I don’t need to brush you off the stage I stand on mine xray my spine it may not be straight but it’s not like you (or what my dick will do to you) broken in two so asthmatic I mean that’s how my dick will leave you (breathless again) you don’t define the flow, hoe you simple fucking martyr acting like you trying to show Marci bitch you below me What you want to see my skill bitch roll the dice bet the next time you’ll probably (think twice) or in triplicates multiple personalities already dated all of them 50 left Jay z said it best Dirt off my shoulder diseased staked ya claim you a throw back not even your ex wants that hoe back Crippled nah just retarded bitch get on my level Scorpio like boosie hoe oh wanna be bourgeois hoe only one of us about to make a bill ever ever again gain gain gain gain
