On the DL

So here it is

fuck it

friends or no friends I had enough bullshit

to last me clear to the ends of my term

I hate worms

so I'ma bring in the fish

and induce my backhand

to refrain from my fist

yeah I wish that I change

then I could shed all the (main)

you trippin' on my ego

but all my shit is sustained

order order

I cross the border for a spot in the sun

I'm so down with myself

bitch I could chill as a bum ho hum

drum

I'm so burnt that I'm beat

I got my fears on my nerves

and the crowd on my feet

the only one who has my (back) is me

in reality, see

I'm constantly fightin heavy

when we journey through the sea

oui oui monsieur

I'm true to the game

I believe my friends you (slip) me

I might have the ego but you'll tell me who're trippin'

I know

and it shows

I can look at your nose

and just tell that you're effected by the e-g-o

on the downlow

(x3)

I woke up in the mornin' to a girl who's butt's soft

gotta brush my teeth

clean my nuts off

put on the gear that I'ma wear throughout my day

but before I take a shower I ain't ashamed to say

when I think of the night before, and the heat of passion

your big brown booty

my mind starts flashin'

I'm lookin' in the mirror with my cock on rock

should I pursue to do you

or just stroke my knot

while my girl is asleep

I'm caught in a jam

went to the bathroom

with cocoa-butter in my hand

closed the door behind me

locked it very tight

thinkin' of all the naughty things we did last night

slipped out my underoos sat on the toilet bowl

and let the hand I hold the mike with

take control

closed my