The lack of lyricism is worthy of criticism I’m Back/
Making a killing unnerving the competition you’re wack/
I hope you listen I’m serving the skills you wishing you had/
With blurry vision I see through your imitation of Rap/
Stitching tension completing my composition of mad/
You have me pissed, like the heads who have to follow this act/
Snakes will hiss but I die hard like Bruce while talking smack/
and they will miss my dabbed track on the quality map/ (dabbed)
Been broke, while you claiming you’re rich/
I’ma leave you with your shit but knowing that I’m fucking your bitch/
And while you been missing your rent, she’s been buying me drinks/
with her girlfriend allowance plotting these vacations and trips/
I keep a queen on my arm while you been slayed by some/
Can’t playa hater a playa hater game’s cumbersome/
and I’ve come on some. But see my pull-out game tight/
Like your girl’s cake was until just the other night/
She’s a …

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Goddess on Tap yo my heart went snap yo/
Beauty you’se a cutie with your booty so fat yo/
How you gonna do me with your booty like that yo/
Girl you’ll get grabbed like you’re all that I have yo/
Goddess on Tap yo my body went snap yo/
Beauty you’se a cutie with your booty so fat yo/
How you gonna do me with your booty like that yo/
Girl you’ll get had baby girl you’ll get had/

Highly animated as I masturbated her naked/
marinated her cake as I penetrated her sacred/
Cake lip been awakened, taken aback by her shaking/
Quaking her core till it crumbles I’m kindly feeding her craving/
Misbehaving and she’s caving in a run in with dream/
Seems she’s savouring a memory of me in between/
but it’s a deeper thing, see I’m just a prop to her scene/
As she searches for meaning in an appealing feeling/
I put that kitten in a coffin like I’m styling a dog and…/
Put jelly in that cake like I’m decorating a problem/
Maybe that’s a mistake but who gives a (uh) that’s jargon/
to government officials breaking weekly on the login/
She’s scorching. I’m torching hard to keep her warm and/
her pitch is calling we’re all in till we’re balling. Get the raw end/ (uh)
Rocking pride in her cat/
Tell me how you gonna do me with your booty like that/
What a…

Hook

And she can dance like smoke/
or the flicker of a flame from hell it’s no joke/
A show boat with moves dope I can’t cope/
I have high hopes of a grope and a soul toke/
and a slow stroke unless she wants it vigour/
I want to marinate her lips and then dive deep in her/
and taste her depths to test the peaks she can reach/
Assist with composition as we paints the sheets/
We make beats, and bleed into bliss/
and melt back to universal peace pits/
as she dips, I’m aware of her lips/
they shudder as she utters these tones while she trips/
Her heart slips and drowns in memories of us/
The remedies of lust are embedded in a thrust/
Could it be the rush or the touch from the nut bust/
who cares if it’s love or lust, yo it’s just us/
She’s my…

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