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[Intro] (We got London on da Track) [Chorus] Get it, I think she ready for a kiddy She tell me she ain't gon' make me miss her She let me wet her whole lil' ceiling, ayy My dick like crack so, yeah, I'm dealing She got a love on Peter Griffin Nut on the front of her head like I'm Eddie Griffin I know like, girl, I'm a star and she can make her wish I go in down when I'm hard and tear up her tissue [Verse 1] Where the fuck you goin', girl? I miss you I wanna bang like a pistol I wanna bang like a Crip do I'm banging red like suuwoo Brand-new Rollie, I'm living sporty Flood you in gold like a trophy She still the bomb, call her lotus Hey, racks keep me up without Folgers I'm up, I'm up I might hit 'em with them bucks just in case he got luck This a Crime Mob lifestyle, nigga, knuck if you buck Just 'cause I'm in New York with a puck Don't mean you won't get stuck up, up Ayy, I might just tell this ho my secret First, I like 'em red like a demon A purse every time lil' mama catch me cheatin' Starburst, I won't eat it unless it's creamy [Chorus] Get it, I think she ready for a kiddy She tell me she ain't gon' make me miss her She let me wet her whole lil' ceiling, ayy My dick like crack so, yeah, I'm dealing She got a love on Peter Griffin Nut on the front of her head like I'm Eddie Griffin I know like, girl, I'm a star and she can make her wish I go in down when I'm hard and tear up her tissue [Verse 2] I just completed my little mission I put something in your stomach next to your kidney I want nothing to do with none of these lil' bitches I want something to do with everything and I'm willin' To go to church and ask God just for forgiveness For everything and tell that preacher I'm gon' remember Him bringin' you in my life and that's on my children Fuck all them other hoes talkin', they Wendy Williams Now your wrist got ice like December I pour out the pint like Mutumbo I'm a fuckin' lion like Simba And, yeah, my girl ballin' like Kendra [Chorus] Get it, I think she ready for a kiddy She tell me she ain't gon' make me miss her She let me wet her whole lil' ceiling, ayy My dick like crack so, yeah, I'm dealing She got a love on Peter Griffin Nut on the front of her head like I'm Eddie Griffin I know like, girl, I'm a star and she can make her wish I go in down when I'm hard and tear up her tissue
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