Wylin' cause I'm youuung
Wylin' cause I’m youuung
She be wylin' cause I’m huuung
They be violent where I’m frooom
Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum
Bitches so dumb
On a balcony makin' out with me like she so druuunk
Got me feeling like a damn huuunk
Headed home I’m bout to slam duuunk
Pray to the box of mags (protect me)
When Im old pop a few Viags (resurrect me)
Yeezer...Ebeneezer
Grab titties probably catch a fuckin' seizure
But keep a big ass crib with a theatre
Remind me of money when I catch amnesia
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