I've been thinking about it for a while. I used to rap back in 2006-2007. I used to also make beats. All I gotta say is I'm coming home. When I make it you'll know I was just like you -- I came from a very tough Avenue.
Song 1
In '06 I wasn't chasin' chicks
I was ratin' pics on some dumb Asian shit
Ya boy got no play
Momma thought I was gay
Bust a nut in sockie
Girls didn't want this cock, see?
They think I'm a phony cause I play with a pony
[Chorus]
Twenty sixteen
I'm livin' the dream
Limousine
Skeet, skeet
on white booty meat
Jiggle, jiggle
Tell a German bitch 'come tickle my pickle'
Song 2
What's up, dog. How ya been? Good? Good. Let's do this.
At age seven I was destine
To be a nest-in
Raised on the blocks of the tough S.B.
Take a trip to S.D.
Kiss my cousin goodbye.
He went to the war and died.
Hand on my duece-duece.
Say no to a truce truce.
Here I stand thinking bout that nigga in Afghanistan.
Song 1
In '06 I wasn't chasin' chicks
I was ratin' pics on some dumb Asian shit
Ya boy got no play
Momma thought I was gay
Bust a nut in sockie
Girls didn't want this cock, see?
They think I'm a phony cause I play with a pony
[Chorus]
Twenty sixteen
I'm livin' the dream
Limousine
Skeet, skeet
on white booty meat
Jiggle, jiggle
Tell a German bitch 'come tickle my pickle'
Song 2
What's up, dog. How ya been? Good? Good. Let's do this.
At age seven I was destine
To be a nest-in
Raised on the blocks of the tough S.B.
Take a trip to S.D.
Kiss my cousin goodbye.
He went to the war and died.
Hand on my duece-duece.
Say no to a truce truce.
Here I stand thinking bout that nigga in Afghanistan.
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