Shitted on 'em Man, I just shitted on 'em Shitted on 'em Put your number 2's in the air If you did it on 'em
Shitted on 'em Man, I just shitted on 'em Shitted on 'em Put your number 2's in the air If you did it on 'em
All these bitches is my sons And I'm a go and get some bibs for 'em A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em If I had a dick I would pull it out and piss on 'em Let me shake it off I just signed a couple deals I might break you off And we ain't making up, I don't need a mediator Just let those bums blow steam, radiator
That was an earthquake bitch Shitted on 'em You got the ground shaking Man, I just shitted on 'em You bitches ain't fucking with her Shitted on 'em Put your number 2's in the air If you did it on 'em
You must have lost your fucking mind Shitted on 'em You must have bumped your fucking head Man, I just shitted on 'em Shitted on 'em Put your number 2's in the air If you did it on 'em
This stone is flawless, F 1 I keep shooters up top in the F 1 A lot of bad bitches begging me to F 1 But I'm a eat them rap bitches when the chef come Those were fresh ones More talent in my mother fucking left thumb She ain't a Nicki fan then the bitch def dumb You ain't my son, you my motherfucking step son
I don't know what layaway look like Shitted on 'em Bitch, I can't even spell welfare Man, I just shitted on 'em You got me mistaken with your mother, hoe Shitted on 'em Put your number 2's in the air If you did it on 'em
We at the top bitch Shitted on 'em Man, I just shitted on 'em Shitted on 'em Put your number 2's in the air If you did it on 'em
All these bitches is my sons And I ain't talking 'bout Phoenix Bitch I get money so I does what I pleases I live where the motherfucking pools and the trees is Broke bitches so crusty, disgust me Gave the bitch a ride, got the Continental dusty Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the Duff-b Couple wet wipes in case a bum try to touch me (ew) I'm the terminator Bitch talk slick, I'm a have to terminate her These little nappy headed hoes need a perminator You my seed, I spray you with a germinator Move back bugs, matter fact You know the queen could us a back rub If you could turn back time, Cher Used to be here, now you're gone Nair
Shitted on 'em Man, I just shitted on 'em Shitted on 'em Put your number 2's in the air If you did it on 'em
Shitted on 'em Man, I just shitted on 'em Shitted on 'em Put your number 2's in the air If you did it on 'em
