With tha business, she the sickest
Pack the dick yea the pole, ya b#tch is on my hit list
Satan, Satan made ya c#m
To the addy with a baddie, take a trip around the sun
f#ck it, I love everyone
With tha business, she the sickest
Pack the dick yea the pole, ya b#tch is on my hit list
Satan, Satan made ya c#m
To the addy with a baddie, take a trip around the sun
f#ck it, I hate everyone
Lil b#tch, don’t you ever talk to me
Put your arms behind ya back, don’t forget to swallow me
Dick down ya tonsils we clique likе Doomshop on tha beat
My kids down ya throat b#tch, my kids down ya throat b#tch
You look up to me
I’ve bеcome your father figure, get em done, yea all you n#gg#s
On the run with all my figures
Whips and chains, chains and whips
Chains and whips, whips and chains
Either way
f#ck it. Eric run the f#ckin game
Wit tha business, she the sickest
Pack the dick yea the pole, ya b#tch is on my hit list
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