Eating on an Adderall, wash it down with alcohol
Writing holy mackerel, actual or factual
Out for the capital, matador ya capsules
Ha**le the b**h in a castle with ill grapples
Tackled her a**hole, my dick like a la**o
f**ed her in her mouth then washed it down with Tabasco
Uh, you softer than Flanders' son
Don't make me put hands on son
Jump n***as like f** one on one
Used to be locked up watching One on One
And Young Kyla Pratt was looking thick, n***a wanted some
But soon as I got out white b**hes by the tons
Dave Brock:
One more touch and then you'll see
World of hidden mystery
Visions of you know you're only dreamin'
Danny Brown:
I f** bad b**hes to Stacy Lattisaw
While you n***as got blue balls like a Avatar
I mean caviar in El Salvador
She running from my dick like it's a bull and she the matador
She a pregnant labrador
Said my metaphors are the highest caliber
Uh, I spit hard, you Hallmark card poets
So many lines, you can bar code it
She like to lick it on the head then slow stroke it
Ocean in her panties and I'm 'bout to float through it
Rewind this and just smoke to it