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That ain't really loud Couldn't raise his voice 'cause his wind gone Niggas sound like Reggie (Already, ran through already) (Nigga goin' in, fuck it) Pray to the pipe, (fuck it) I slide deep inside Not too deep, not too shallow, I'm mindful of size She chock full of my swipe, like a capsule sealed tight With that substance you need, start a family tonight Big body Merc, LED lights and it's all overprice The dollar been cheap than a bitch Tuberose and tulips On the boxes you're in From the holes in your skin Hit the road and get rich Or stay home and get broke It's your choice in the end Yeah they watching my fence Like they next to my kin Like they paid by the pope Got some priests by the door Frisk the demons before they step into my glow Oh my my Get it, get it