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[c-mob – verse 3]
come f-ck with a pimp, from the midwest, been blessed, and ya impressed by the d-ck yes i stroke with a limp
cause my d-ck, heavy hit, steady get, when the girl suck on the tip, which ya suck on the simp
and you need a man who can put the d-ck down from day to night, who’s game is tight?
i shoulda been a plumber cuz a mothaf-cka know how to lay the pipe, imma beast in the bed
but really it’s forever we can take it to the kitchen we can do it outside in the caprice givin head
then when i’m done i can get back on the grind in the streets gettin bread, imma cease when i’m dead
i gotta get my money under any condition cuz this life’s like a chess game
baby girl, wait for me to focus on the pleasure in life and have me feelin like my mind’s on the less strain
beatin the p-ssy the best thang for a stressed brain, as soon as after the s-x came, you’re a next blame
imma be off to the next dame, with the best grains, bendin her over my desk mane, givin chest pains
d-ck so deep, you feel it in ya stomach and ya chest so deep put ya -ss to sleep
imma put the d-ck on a b-tch so good, and i’ll have that -ss tryin to come back for weeks
i really like chicks with cl-ss indeed, but when i get drunk i’m fast to chief
and after freaks, and no matter when i’m f-cked up, on the liquor i have to creep
i mash ya meat, i’m the one that’ll make ya come again and again and it must’ve
felt so good now when you think about me you put yo hand in ya panties and touch yaself

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