Oh, shit
I heard you was a pleaser
I heard you need a visa
I heard your girlfriends leaves ya
I heard you got a sugar daddy
I heard he was a geezer, it took ya to Ibiza
And then they had a seizure, oh, oh shit
I heard you bought my sneakers
It kinda say Adidas
I burned it in the season, oh, oh shit
Your daddy was a preacher
Your momma was a Deacon
In the pool where pussy leakin, oh shit
Wipe me down, you Boosie bad
And make sure you save the rag
Full of kids I never had
Look like candles, wax on nah
Wax on, wax on, wax on nah
Take my tongue out like I’m MJ and
Go ahh all in yo ass
Ahhhh, ah, ahhhhhh ahhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhh
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