Don Dada F Poppa
Benchwarmer
Michael Jordan bytch 
Bounce bounce heaux

Bounce bounce heaux

Schoolboy's verse may give MJ the edge.
I remember tripping, walking through the set like my Glock dont think
Grandma in the kitchen, neck bones in the sink
I dont know why your bytch want to fukk me
And I dont know why you sucker nikkas cant see
Im from Hoover man, high as Superman, shyt you Lois Lane
You p*ssy man with the p*ssy game, shyt, we off the chain
We popping the fortune, not the fame, shyt, you backwards, man
You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes
You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong
We fukked her homes, fukked and sent her home, marijuana strong
You know Im gone, turn my swagger on, am I swagged enough?
My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fukks
Leaning off the Actavis, passing blunts round and round
Told me Mary was a go so we passed her round and round
Your bytch texted me, wants it now so I had to knock her down
Hurt her bouncing off my balls, slinging dikk up from the mound
You let it slide, I hit home-runs, clean her dugout till Im done
I can be your number two and you can be her number one
Her p*ssys crazy, her p*ssys crazy, you fukk nikkas
YAWK YAWK YAWK YAWK

this shyt goes
p*ssy poppin and i got options like an audible...
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