Said cool
Ok bet
Gotta
I woke up this morning seen
Alright
I woke up this morning
Yea ok
I woke up this morning, seen an old lady across my porch
Can't marry no bitch from the USA, on God I'mma get divorced
That bitch said a nigga be pillow talking, on God I'mma find the source
Be cautious
Don't let her suck no dick if her mouth got open sores
In the bathroom putting ice cubes on her face, said she tryna close the pores
I'mma blow this bitch right-hand extended like I'm still tryna open doors
I'm attracted to thick ass middle-aged whites, tryna f*ck a bitch named Doris
Two hands on her head, tryna fix her throat like we still tryna sing the chorus
Two knees on the ground
Make the bitch bow down like she still tryna thank the lord
That nigga hate me
But he know I'm throwed off so he still gotta keep it cordial
Shit real
I'll put a nigga suit and tie like he just got a job at Nordstrom
Nigga said I'm gonna die but I know he ain't 'bout that life so I just ignored him
My bitch acting up
And I wanna be somewhere else, finna hit the portal
And the hoes be asking me where I get my bread, but it's unimportant
I just put my feet on a whole damn pound of weed, I'm Randy Orton
I don't pop no pills but I did try a couple Oxy's, and I end up snoring
Got a whole pound of dog that I'm tryna let go down south like I went to Georgia
And I know they crack down on weed in the U.S. Mail
You can still import 'em
All my niggas tote guns and move like the head of the fam, we Cosa Nostra
And I know this girl ain't my bitch, but I want her bad so I'm still gonna post her
I woke up this morning, seen an old lady across my porch
Can't marry no bitch from the USA, on God I'mma get divorced
That bitch said a nigga be pillow talking, on God I'mma find the source
Be cautious
Don't let her suck no dick if her mouth got open sores
In the bathroom putting ice cubes on her face, said she tryna close the pores
I'mma blow this bitch right-hand extended like I'm still tryna open doors
I'm attracted to thick ass middle-aged whites, tryna f*ck a bitch named Doris
Two hands on her head, tryna fix her throat like we still tryna sing the chorus
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Said cool
Ok bet
Gotta
I woke up this morning seen
Alright
I woke up this morning
Yea ok
I woke up this morning, seen an old lady across my porch
Can't marry no bitch from the USA, on God I'mma get divorced
That bitch said a nigga be pillow talking, on God I'mma find the source
Be cautious
Don't let her suck no dick if her mouth got open sores
In the bathroom putting ice cubes on her face, said she tryna close the pores
I'mma blow this bitch right-hand extended like I'm still tryna open doors
I'm attracted to thick ass middle-aged whites, tryna f*ck a bitch named Doris
Two hands on her head, tryna fix her throat like we still tryna sing the chorus
Two knees on the ground
Make the bitch bow down like she still tryna thank the lord
That nigga hate me
But he know I'm throwed off so he still gotta keep it cordial
Shit real
I'll put a nigga suit and tie like he just got a job at Nordstrom
Nigga said I'm gonna die but I know he ain't 'bout that life so I just ignored him
My bitch acting up
And I wanna be somewhere else, finna hit the portal
And the hoes be asking me where I get my bread, but it's unimportant
I just put my feet on a whole damn pound of weed, I'm Randy Orton
I don't pop no pills but I did try a couple Oxy's, and I end up snoring
Got a whole pound of dog that I'm tryna let go down south like I went to Georgia
And I know they crack down on weed in the U.S. Mail
You can still import 'em
All my niggas tote guns and move like the head of the fam, we Cosa Nostra
And I know this girl ain't my bitch, but I want her bad so I'm still gonna post her
I woke up this morning, seen an old lady across my porch
Can't marry no bitch from the USA, on God I'mma get divorced
That bitch said a nigga be pillow talking, on God I'mma find the source
Be cautious
Don't let her suck no dick if her mouth got open sores
In the bathroom putting ice cubes on her face, said she tryna close the pores
I'mma blow this bitch right-hand extended like I'm still tryna open doors
I'm attracted to thick ass middle-aged whites, tryna f*ck a bitch named Doris
Two hands on her head, tryna fix her throat like we still tryna sing the chorus
Ok bet
Gotta
I woke up this morning seen
Alright
I woke up this morning
Yea ok
I woke up this morning, seen an old lady across my porch
Can't marry no bitch from the USA, on God I'mma get divorced
That bitch said a nigga be pillow talking, on God I'mma find the source
Be cautious
Don't let her suck no dick if her mouth got open sores
In the bathroom putting ice cubes on her face, said she tryna close the pores
I'mma blow this bitch right-hand extended like I'm still tryna open doors
I'm attracted to thick ass middle-aged whites, tryna f*ck a bitch named Doris
Two hands on her head, tryna fix her throat like we still tryna sing the chorus
Two knees on the ground
Make the bitch bow down like she still tryna thank the lord
That nigga hate me
But he know I'm throwed off so he still gotta keep it cordial
Shit real
I'll put a nigga suit and tie like he just got a job at Nordstrom
Nigga said I'm gonna die but I know he ain't 'bout that life so I just ignored him
My bitch acting up
And I wanna be somewhere else, finna hit the portal
And the hoes be asking me where I get my bread, but it's unimportant
I just put my feet on a whole damn pound of weed, I'm Randy Orton
I don't pop no pills but I did try a couple Oxy's, and I end up snoring
Got a whole pound of dog that I'm tryna let go down south like I went to Georgia
And I know they crack down on weed in the U.S. Mail
You can still import 'em
All my niggas tote guns and move like the head of the fam, we Cosa Nostra
And I know this girl ain't my bitch, but I want her bad so I'm still gonna post her
I woke up this morning, seen an old lady across my porch
Can't marry no bitch from the USA, on God I'mma get divorced
That bitch said a nigga be pillow talking, on God I'mma find the source
Be cautious
Don't let her suck no dick if her mouth got open sores
In the bathroom putting ice cubes on her face, said she tryna close the pores
I'mma blow this bitch right-hand extended like I'm still tryna open doors
I'm attracted to thick ass middle-aged whites, tryna f*ck a bitch named Doris
Two hands on her head, tryna fix her throat like we still tryna sing the chorus
Writer: Ahmad Louis
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