Natural Flavors

Now, if you have a blunt or a gun to light In each and every town Den you no worry 'bout no wacka rappa DJ And the Cav magi will hold you down So, dem no worry we Back of the neck slap, save mine Havin' swag can lead to hate crimes Drugs (Drugs) Do them in the daytime Bumps in the road, fed bumps to her nose, FaceTime Drunk workout, E&J in his Earl Grey Holdin' back the Earl Between the curls with the free weights Home girls don't wanna give referrals But will still cross the borough for cheesecake So, when they come to cast their pearls I'm a cheapskate But, I'll cum splatter pearl necklace, a cheap date Show her pussy hair, make the pussy purr, perv Keep the rubber for the burn (Errk) Clean break, burp, clean plate They thinkin' "The nerve of this bougie asshole" Curb your enthusiasm But what's occurred is repercussive What the world has handed on to a booty flagpole That's shitty sticks (Real mature, Cav) Eat a bag of 50 dicks, this verse's supposed to been over But A cracked open some grade and a fresh roll-up So I King Cobra'd S-s-s-s That's diarrhea, yo bitch’s loose with gonorrhea Whoop, whoop, versus wife beaters Knife fights and riot fever I like her, I don't need her I f*ck her, I don't feed her Grits or couscous, rice and quinoa Chicken, goose, frog or deer I keep my pussies and the gussies in my dossier And your posse and a pussy's in my dossier Sextin' is my obsession it got me flexin' and Das EFX'n Tearin' your butt up plus temperature's textin' It's simple, you simps and pimpin' you pesterin' I'm sick, you lames tend to bring the 'tussin Do a whole lot of errything but hushin' up Or making somethin' worth pressin' up I'm not impressed by none of the messes You pressin' up on Slut nose, Lee press-on nails and dunks on And the dunks worn down and stomped on I bet her dumps worn down and stomped on You ain't gotta go home but you gotta- Hold on You should get the hell outta here and go home On stage gettin' my Humpty-hump on Instafly the same sherm Sherman Klump's on If they got rules on the pot, I'm not showing Folks be like "if Q's in a spot, then I'm blowin'" Pumpin' with a optimus all over it That's diarrhea, yo bitch’s loose with gonorrhea Whoop, whoop, versus wife beaters Knife fights and riot fever I like her, I don't need her I f*ck her, I don't feed her Grits or couscous, rice and quinoa Chicken, goose, frog or deer Kiss the hoop I'm flying freer Lick the noose taste dying near Tell the truth or lie in fear Nothing hurts like lying stare Bathroom bruise and private beers Losin' lunch, stupid stunts Who's supposed to clean this up? I said who’s suppose to clean the shitter? You must be buggin', I'm mad raw Her legs open up, my Jim Duggan like hacksaw You must be buggin', I'm mad raw Her legs open up, my Jim Duggan like hacksaw You must be buggin', I'm mad raw Her legs open up, my Jim Duggan, Duggan, like You must-, you must be buggin', I'm mad raw Her legs open up, my Jim Duggan like hacksaw You must (You must), you be buggin', I'm mad raw Her legs open up, my Jim Duggan like hacksaw Her legs open up, my Jim Duggan like hacksaw Her legs open up, my Jim Duggan like ha- (Her leg) Her legs open up, my Jim Duggan like hacksaw Her legs open up, my Jim Duggan like hacksaw (Hot n crusty That's qualities of a hoe I mean, what? They shoes is always leaning You know what I mean? They mad ashy You know? Oh, shit, we're over here being stupid)