Lyrics

I told that bitch it can't be me Y'all my sons I'm teaching ABC's She gave me dome think she Sandy Cheeks They really think they can carry T Ytc and the Plugg its the gang time Told me to strip now she seeing the hang time Natuto got me throwing up gang signs On Maury but I know that it ain't mine She getting mad we not lasting forever I told that hoe we look better together Summertime loving girl don't change the weather Sorry I dipped I was making an era You can come by I'm not tripping, whenever Yo last man was cool but I promise I'm better All of my cliques man I swear I'm the center Talk to my bitch and get put on a stretcher Unaware bad vision seeing two of you Shoot him up no director like a movie do She delusional Kill a nigga, walk his momma funeral Welcome to the looney tunes I told that bitch it can't be me Y'all my songs I'm teaching ABC's She gave me dome think she Sandy Cheeks They really think they can carry T
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