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itsmanman - call maury lyrics

[intro]
what’s the verdict?
hmm

[verse]
i just f+cked a ghetto b+tch, bro, she ain’t have no mattress
presently make his body shift, bro, you would think i’m hackin’
i had to cut her coochie here, she had been actin’ scr+ppy
boy, don’t tell me how to live my life, i had to slap the pastor
i just smacked a fat b+tch and told her, “lose some weight”
told baby call me coochie man but i’m not louie ray
n+gga, i got pounds big and small, i never lose my faith
he slid alone and now he tryna snitch, he don’t know who to blame
your b+tch got the big titties, i’m finna jumprope
we hit his head, gus stood over him and that’s еnough, bro
i like to share so i’m not carin’ if you f+ck bro
your sister homе, don’t even close the door, i’m tryna f+ck both
my n+gga like to bear arms, i like to call him ted
my middle eastern blow your crib up, i’m finna call imeg
caught him sleep, gettin’ a retwist and chopped all his dreads
spongebob, we hit that n+gga hip, he said, “oh, my leg!”
i got a thick midget b+tch, my d+ck longer than her
three k’s, i’m out with donald trump, i’m tryna stone a n+gga, huh
on my 304s, t, i’m ’bout to fold a lip and
knock his features off like i don’t wanna do a song with n+ggas
bro spinnin’, he ain’t sleepin’ ’til they all buried
n+ggas thirty+five and still f+cked up he in [?]
the hardest youngin out, these n+ggas know i got ’em all worried
your newborn look just like manman, you need to call maury
n+gga, you hear me? call jerry springer
no files, i let this b+tch ring, i’m ’bout to marry nina
baby yappin’, but i tuned her out so i can’t hear her speakin’
i wouldn’t give a f+ck if she was sittin’ on my middle finger
the hardest n+gga out detroit, man, you can ask kyle
i was in the club with bigx and almost passed out
i ain’t have sh+t in middle school, but i can brag now
play with us and now he mike tyson, but he assed out, huh
i can’t even do no cappin’, buddy f+cked up
we was f+ckin’ to the moon and she got f+cked up
i charge b+tches for the s+x, that’s a f+ck buck
threw ten shots at four down like, n+gga, punt what? huh
if she got a pretty face then i’ma sl+t her out
used to punt sh+t like draymond green, i got a thunder now
huh, these n+ggas see they opps out and try to hug it out
i’m never duckin’ sh+t, i bring the mattress to the firehouse
huh, got a thick latina b+tch, i call her mamiana
i f+ck with bridges, but my favorite eater thotiana
huh, before i had my baby girl, i wanted all the problems
put my big cousin on the blade, put it in my pocket
n+gga, you hear me?

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