
She's distracted, by my reflectors, man, I can tell the chick is attracted
My wheels spoke to her

, my swing is a chick magnet
Bagging up chicks like a bag of chips
With a bag of prophylactics as big as Mick Jagger lips

Shagging's not something I'm a pro at, but I ain't practicing shyt

Allen,

Iverson has safe sex, condoms are for practice, man, I skip practice

Flip backwards while I flip this bike on its banana seat
My fantasy's to have you land where the kick stand is

Got this bytch gagging, they call me the broad killer
I'm the cousin of Godzilla

Cause I spit fire and my dikk is draggin'

Zig-zaggin' up the avenue, pulling these chicks in my antagonist
Waggin', screamin'
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