Just look into my spinning wheel,
Boy, I’ll put you in a trance.
My waves are spun like a fishing reel,
It’s like we’re in a boxing match.
You ain’t what I like,
Hop out the phantom.
Pull up like I am ridin’ a bike,
Missing my baby, I’m in boredom.
I put you in a trance.
I’ll send you like a sealed envelope.
Have it your way,
Just like Burger King.
My babe, she’s pure beauty,
God bless us with marriage.
Overdoses of cough syrup,
I choke it all up and begin to puke.
Well, we’re besties then duck,
Look out below here comes the roof.
Flip a burger or two,
Just to earn a paycheck.
Bussin’ at ‘em like I’ll shoot,
Just to break their fuckin’ neck.
Preach up goodwill to all men equal,
Happiness will turn to a blood-clotted mess.
Bang on your door just to make paid legal,
If you don’t pay up soon, I’ll leave Y’all in a trance.
Nobody should trust me whenever I shoot,
Like dude give up and leave me alone alright.
Overdoing my part in the gangbanging proof,
Hell yeah, we’re gang bros for all of the life.
Turn these fuck boys into a savage,
Just to learn their fuckin’ lesson.
Please me while their ball skills are average,
Ball up. Yo, d-up your b-ball skills then.
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