Ultrasound

Get the fuck off of my dick, ho

Fuck you mean?

I don't think you notice what you've done to me

Yeah, I think you should know that you are under me

If anybody got a problem, tell 'em they can come to me

What the fuck you mean?

This is not allowed

Better calm it down

'Cause all you new **** just watered down

I can see you like a mothafuckin' ultrasound, ooh

Okay, be ready to hold up then

I'm ready to roll up on them

Ready to mow them, make your motor spin

I'll blow the boat up then be gone

And wonderin' what you noticin'

A couple of hoes that I've been boning since

A **** was only ten

I'm tryna get up all in that pussy harder than my youngin'

You fallin' and you love it

Can't stand the heat but you all up in the oven

I remember when I used to ball on a budget

Now wait a minute

You finally got some paper

Couldn't wait to get it

And it don't really matter 'cause you still lame

No matter how much cake you got

It wouldn't make a difference

I'm tired of all you rappers wantin' free verses

The fuck up outta here, this is how I make a livin'

I dive up in that pussy like Jamaican ****

I spend all of my dollars on some Lakers tickets

I think if I die young, they gon' miss me too

I think I'ma buy guns, maybe empty two

I think I'ma sell drugs to the kids at school

I think I'ma get buzzed if it gets me through

I think I'ma need to hide if they know where I live

I think I'ma drink and drive till I total the whip

I think I'ma get high, give her all of the dick

Even if she ain't mine so she knows what it is, wait

Hold up though

I'm ready to roll up on them

Ready to mow them, make your motor boat

I blow the boat up, and be gone

I'm wonderin' what you notice though

A couple of hoes that I've been boning since

Since a **** was on it though

My ****, what's your worst fear?

I been runnin' since the start

Scared to be a man, tryna hustle in the dark

Runnin' down the stairs, gotta hustle every March

Eatin' supper, gettin' filled

Watch it rumble in the Bronx

I slip inside into the puddle of your heart

**** I don't trust you plus you never play the part

I been livin' in the ghetto where the devils pray to God, never

I said

I been livin' in the ghetto where the devils pray to God

Hold up

I been livin' in the

Yeah, look

Get the fuck off of my dick, ****

Wait a minute

I'ma fuck yo bitch to let my neighbour hit it

She told me, maybe we could go on a date

I told her, no way, but we could say we did it

I'm such a lost soul, even my mom knows

That's why she hate a ****

I'm such a asshole, even superman

Couldn't save a ****

Get the fuck off

Of my cock