Leave pricks with a jaw for the docs to fix
Keep they girl on my dick like I gave her season tix
Ain't down to hear priss, if you send me that shit
I might have a fit and leave your throat the gift of my fist
I'ma stop playin with you kids, that shit's for some tricks
Fruitier than a fig get burned like a wick
I got scruples, and futher I got mad Barney Rubles
And 12 oz. of dick gettin girls crazier than Cupid
Journalist in my pursuit of the truest
I leave marks on my haters with my ink like tattooists
On tabboo shit, you students need improvement
What nuissance, I'm a shoe in and y'all tracin my shoe prints
__________________
Quote:
Originally Posted by WhateverDude
Laser beams, psychedelic hats, and for some reason kittens. Surrel reminds me of kittens.
|
^if you wanna know perfection that's it, you dumb shits
|