An Oath to Slim

All you niggas claiming shit that y'all ain't really about Couple goons that I could navel to your momma house Ain't playing no more games with you pussy niggas To be honest y'all some lames Where's the strippers? Where your girl at? I got my Mack on Platted Cuban Link Drip with all Black on She got panties on, and her parents gone I told her bring it here cause I need something to slap on She got roses tatted all around that body Eat this dick up like hibachi Wash it off Mr. Miyagi I like taking niggas bitches that's my hobby We discuss it when she suck it She can't help but make it sloppy And her nigga mad he wanna kill me With his daddy gun but ain't shooting nothing cause he pussy made you feel? But her ass fat, and my dick big So you know the sex was real I got that gangster Whip appeal (Yeah)