Verse 1:
Put dirt on all your cuts, to say my walk is killer's like a murder when i strut
And I don't want to kill her no i work her just enough
But this stuff is like gorillas when I hurt her in my bluff
I got a purpose in this stuff, gotta grade my own assignments
Open up these stitches and escape my own confinement
Open up to bitches who do hate my own enticement
You notice how she twitches when she's faking her excitement?
I know I'm no expert, slices of a cake
Don't even got a network, divided in the states
But I feel a little effort, to ride along the way
Can get the light of all the day, to come to rise among the shade
See they got it all wrong thinking tightness is the gate
Sizes are the fate of where their prizes come to gape
His mind is in a state where it is like him just to take
But a man who runs a world should know a hymen doesn't break
Chorus:
Love from the best, learn through a lover's preface
Holdin onto daddy just cuz it gets mother jealous
It's what I do, it's what I do best
There ain't much value to some words and that's why they call it two cents
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Verse 2:
It goes uppity, down
It strings a puppetry frown
I think then suddenly, everyone is jumping around
Fighting for custody, they are looking at me and towns
You know, luckily she never got an ugly gown
Cuz see the duckling did what the duckling felt
Shouting for her babies she always has something to yell
Guiding the babies through the quiet hope the suckling helps
And if it doesn't well my dad he be buckling belt
Come on muscles and wealth
You got a little girl pregnant, on her knuckles she knelt
That ain't even the last segment, talking double the dealt
Double the mortgage, double the care, double affairs, you know that double is hell
He went away, I wonder if he bust out of jail
The last time I ever put my trust in a male
He put my young up for sale,
Said I'd be punished and failed
This is our secret baby girl so you run with the tale
Chorus:
Love from the best, learn through a lover's preface
Holdin onto daddy just cuz it gets mother jealous
It's what I do, it's what I do best
There ain't much value to some words and that's why they call it two cents
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Verse 3:
Here he comes, he's coming
With some new fresh honey
Got that loose end money
Said if you left honey, it would be so bad for you, cuz you'd be coming back to me and I would make you magically regret it ever happening
Regret you running
When I sent you running
And I let you buddy up and let you study
Wanna rescue puppies and caress you money
When you told me you were honest god bless too funny
