That bitch on games
She only fukkin wit lames
But she a hoe
And she gon suck me slow
Dat bitch gon suck me slower
Eat me n spit like a mower
She on her knees but I need her lower
Still look young I'm maturing in older
Playing halo almost dropped my controller
Hit and miss my shots are bipolar
Ima strike like I was a bowler
Absorbing the sun cuz my energy solar
Phone is going off
Cuz Money keep calling
Ima get the dough
She still gon suck me slow
Apart of her throat like an esophagus
Learn on my own I don't need a syllabus
Tell her find herself like she Elizabeth
Next to her soul call me an incubus
New phone I pick up like who is dis
Nigga you hated ima jus call you Chris
She pulls up all she gon get is dick
Good morning bitch start cooking eggs n Gritz
Ima beat dem cheeks
While you cook for me
I don't eat no meat
But you can beat my meat
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That bitch on games
She only fukkin wit lames
But she a hoe
And she gon suck me slow
Dat bitch gon suck me slower
Eat me n spit like a mower
She on her knees but I need her lower
Still look young I'm maturing in older
Playing halo almost dropped my controller
Hit and miss my shots are bipolar
Ima strike like I was a bowler
Absorbing the sun cuz my energy solar
Phone is going off
Cuz Money keep calling
Ima get the dough
She still gon suck me slow
Apart of her throat like an esophagus
Learn on my own I don't need a syllabus
Tell her find herself like she Elizabeth
Next to her soul call me an incubus
New phone I pick up like who is dis
Nigga you hated ima jus call you Chris
She pulls up all she gon get is dick
Good morning bitch start cooking eggs n Gritz
Ima beat dem cheeks
While you cook for me
I don't eat no meat
But you can beat my meat
She only fukkin wit lames
But she a hoe
And she gon suck me slow
Dat bitch gon suck me slower
Eat me n spit like a mower
She on her knees but I need her lower
Still look young I'm maturing in older
Playing halo almost dropped my controller
Hit and miss my shots are bipolar
Ima strike like I was a bowler
Absorbing the sun cuz my energy solar
Phone is going off
Cuz Money keep calling
Ima get the dough
She still gon suck me slow
Apart of her throat like an esophagus
Learn on my own I don't need a syllabus
Tell her find herself like she Elizabeth
Next to her soul call me an incubus
New phone I pick up like who is dis
Nigga you hated ima jus call you Chris
She pulls up all she gon get is dick
Good morning bitch start cooking eggs n Gritz
Ima beat dem cheeks
While you cook for me
I don't eat no meat
But you can beat my meat
Writer: David Mclain
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