Friday, May 22, 2009

*{[i'm SO high, that i'll shit on ya head}]*


Wuts mutha fuckin good? mAAAnnn im as high as a kite. I feel like freestylin on yall real quick:// QUETTA so real,she'll get in ya brain// FUCK wit her, she'll make ya go insane// Her pu**y smell good jus like a rose// Damn i got a tikle in my nose// Wtf is that smell, o it's jus u hoes// I got the cush pushin and i look so hazy//If U get 2 her twat// Then she'll make u go crazy.//U hoes are off ya game, ya gettin kinda lazy// I see u wit her, but need 2 be wit Quetta// Her swag so mean and she'll treat ya so much betta// U bitches pop off AFTER im walkin off// Then a hour later u hit up my phone sayin that we coulda// had some fun// But bitch u scary cuz u shoulda popped off when u seen me in the mall// Bitch tell me one more thing, are u a psychic?// Did u see in the future me bustin up your shit?// Bitches im ill// And i'll sign u on my will// I'll leave u some class and some beauty for your sake// Man "i'm da mutha fuckin best" jus like my nigga 'Drake' Say//My swagga so real It'll make u feel chill// Fuck wit Quetta and u'll get a good deal// U niggas obsessed// U makin no sense// U like a sista fuckin her brother// That shit is pure incess!// U niggas act rich but yall stacks real low// Hop on my money train and lets mutha fuckin go!// U can be my hoe// U can make my dough//Get rich quick off the seeds that i sow//This is the mind, off a person on drugs// Even lil white boyz tryna be thugs//This bitch on the end// She steady givin head// She sucked my babys daddy, i shoulda have got her shit bled//i HEARD U SUCK REAL GOOD BUT U LAME IN THE BED.// bITCHES get at me and i'll get ya cravin fed// Bitches talk greazy// but they so damn sleezy// Getcha mind right so u can smoke on this weezy//The bitch got a baby daddy who dnt wanna be wit her// If she wont so stupid it woulda made it much simpler// Cuz" even on ya best day im still worth more than u"// Why u think i get attention while niggas jus snore on u//This lil 10th grade bitch// She talk alot of shit, but when u get in her face she'll act like a ditz.//Bitch i'll beat u in my dreams, i dnt even have 2 try// Bitch pray that i dnt wake up or u jus might die.// Well shit i just hit u wit the shit// that'll make ur head spin// So sit back and pass the gin, while i get my yin cause guess wut yall?. . . I DID IT AGAIN!// Hittin yall wit da truth....

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