At least she's trying to hit bottom
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Sticking feathers up your bu*t does not make you a chicken
Lyrics:
There is a cold draft every time she tends to enter
So I rap with double layers, preparin' for the winter
She could get the whole shaft, conversation's not amidst her (b**h)
Pertaining to the mixture, she's down to paint the picture on the
Bra** Titanic, yo, its all going down
And my pitchers gettin' low, I'm gettin' sloshed on the town
I understand its ripe for panic
I'm like a wizard and a boss, (hey)
I can leave these hoes stranded
'fore i ever take a loss
(uhhhh)
Enlightened bandit flowin' like a pandemic, while dancin' in it
Potent gimmick nonexistent
I'm simply transcendent
Beyond ya thoughts b**h
I'm plottin' on an island, within my apartment
An artist who is starvin', cooks really well
As a writer of my thoughts, sh**, books I could sell....!
(Yup)