that-Ive-had-visions-of-you,
every since we were two shorties,
and i bought you the big league chew,
i think it was grape,
and i think it'd be great,
if we went out on a date,
and then i give you a steak, (tube)
but just so you know ; i got my main course,
on my plate,
but you can be my side dish,
next to my flambeau, (bam !)
Teasy. this my emeril flow,
water on a hot beat ; make it sizzle though,
she spread like butter on my dinner roll,
trying to make a nigga fat like primroe,
buts lets get back to script though,
the magazines might go and say him wrong,
with that fat ass and young face,
u make it too easy to make the case,
i aint paula dean,
i aint making cakes,
i only call u to party (ace of cakes),
but how many licks does it takes to make,
me realize that your cupcake tastes as great,
as i dream that it would when i faced aslape,
i mean fast asleep,
paps harrasing me,
all that bullshit dont matter to me once you undo your bra like Apple Z...
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