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I catch that boy and I down him Bitches be softer than Downy Pussy boy, why would you try it? I done hit her from the back, and she wild'n I done came up from the silence You know my- be silent And the pistol stay beside me Wrap that boy up, like salami I kill that bitch if she lie to me Look at my wrist, and now she want a lotta me Lookin' like I hit the lottery I swear to God, I'm a motherfuckin' prodigy I fucked that bitch last night, and she got her cum all over my Prada jeans I know my Momma be proud of me I know my Momma be proud of me I catch that boy and I down him Bitches be softer than Downy Pussy boy, why would you try it? I done hit her from the back, and she wild'n I done came up from the silence You know my- be silent And the pistol stay beside me Wrap that boy up, like salami I fucked that bitch, she was cryin' I asked the bitch, "why you cryin'?" I ate the bitch, she stop cryin' She said she feel like she dyin' She said she feel like she Huh, this one of her fantasies I'm goin' insanity I jus' popped a Xanity