are you foreign? retarded rapper? fuck is your excuse? 'make my girl pregnant'??? your grasp of the english language...is...what? i don't even care... i won't even start on biology.
fuck your kicks. looking like youre wearing bowl of gay fruit loops to the faggot convention.
are you foreign? retarded rapper? fuck is your excuse? 'make my girl pregnant'??? your grasp of the english language...is...what? i don't even care... i won't even start on biology.
fuck your kicks. looking like youre wearing bowl of gay fruit loops to the faggot convention.
Yes im sporting a pair of LeBron Fruit Loops while ur girl is throwin up at work.
What do u want to name the kid? Ill let u have that privledge, just to sooth ur ego.
Whassup baby, this is BATMON I want you to take this picture Want you to stand right over there That's right, turn around Alright, spread your legs Put your hands up on the wall, poke it out Yeah poke it out like they doin Black Tail Show me how you poke it out baby Alright, lean it over, let the thong show a little bit
Honey loves to play with herself, lay in the bed with the toys at heavy masturbation level, that's most beyond treble The Vaseline abuser, the grease seducer Holdin her whole butthole open with the springs under her bed broken With tight thongs, she pump back I ride her horse ass like an aqueduct racetrack Straddle your underwear like a jockey Sixteen inch TV screen butt, with handlebars like a Kawasaki Motorcycle helmet over my head - motorcycle helmet over my head
Motocross ride her shirt from the back like a dirtbike Her bed is the highway, her vagina flash a green light Her buttcrack expands, she show me them chrome anal pipes Apple cheeks I bite; watch your pubic hair like a gas man in the basement with a flashlight Girl don't be stiff you gotta move your ass right Turn over like a piece of chicken when the fork stick in Put on your gloves and mittens, purr out your cum like kittens
Awkward with the SCUBA diving suit in your waterbeddy 50 thousand panties spin in the dryer with Tampax inserts Don't laugh, you're not ready STP fuel, your weave gotta stay on the road 150 around the track I know the speedway like Al Unser's son You get your engine checked at Getty With truck tails in my face, I watch buns jiggle Back up into the parking space I pull up to the side of the grey bra, like a racer triple X Rev up the RPM and say let's race Let's race baby
hey fruitcake i was qouting kool keith (not no bullshit ass sex styles shit) on this board when you were fondling peanut butter wolf's nuts and hating soulstrut over at the stones throw board.
A quick move at a jam, homegirl got her hand in my pocket, yo' girl, the one you call squeeze Dreamin bout the BAT and ruinin her sheets I'm kinda cool black, aight? I mean I'm straight on the girl tip, but when your girl do a dip with her skirt on you know I puts a hurt on it daddy So check it.. you know the crew that wanna act like that? Wanna play the front with the poom poom fat? Talk about your man, yeah yeah he got a gat But at the end of night, you in the ho-tel And if you ain't alla of that, you play the mo-tel Yo I ain't the one for it if you can't control your girl Take her by the pants and put a lock on it And if that shit don't work, then throw the glock on it Mad stacks and numbers but I can't remember faces Much less places, but I DAMN sure know the races Strictly for weaker or a sweet soul sister Be thankful that I didn't hit your girl I coulda DISSED her But I lounged and maintained But don't front cat, yo don'tcha slumber I still know honey and I still got the number So you be cool aight?
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Haha...
I dress better than u. Deal.
don't believe the hypebeast.
back to the stones throw board with ye.
My kicks game will make your girl pregnant
are you foreign? retarded rapper? fuck is your excuse? 'make my girl pregnant'??? your grasp of the english language...is...what? i don't even care... i won't even start on biology.
fuck your kicks. looking like youre wearing bowl of gay fruit loops to the faggot convention.
SHUT THE FUCK UP WHITECENTRIC ASS OPIE LOOKING VINTAGE RON CHATMAN TSHIRT OFF EBAY BUYING MOTHAFUCKA
haha, props for knowing the shirt homie.
Yes im sporting a pair of LeBron Fruit Loops while ur girl is throwin up at work.
What do u want to name the kid? Ill let u have that privledge, just to sooth ur ego.
U still got that striped sweater?
learn to spell retarded rapper.
and once again to reiterate...
FUCK YOUR 90's RE-POP FAGGOT CONVENTION COLLABO FRUIT LOOP ASS KICKS.
my current girl has no interest in retarded rappers in re-pop fruit loop kicks. sorry.
Whassup baby, this is BATMON
I want you to take this picture
Want you to stand right over there
That's right, turn around
Alright, spread your legs
Put your hands up on the wall, poke it out
Yeah poke it out like they doin Black Tail
Show me how you poke it out baby
Alright, lean it over, let the thong show a little bit
Honey loves to play with herself, lay in the bed with the toys
at heavy masturbation level, that's most beyond treble
The Vaseline abuser, the grease seducer
Holdin her whole butthole open with the springs under her bed broken
With tight thongs, she pump back
I ride her horse ass like an aqueduct racetrack
Straddle your underwear like a jockey
Sixteen inch TV screen butt, with handlebars like a Kawasaki
Motorcycle helmet over my head - motorcycle helmet over my head
Motocross ride her shirt from the back like a dirtbike
Her bed is the highway, her vagina flash a green light
Her buttcrack expands, she show me them chrome anal pipes
Apple cheeks I bite; watch your pubic hair
like a gas man in the basement with a flashlight
Girl don't be stiff you gotta move your ass right
Turn over like a piece of chicken when the fork stick in
Put on your gloves and mittens, purr out your cum like kittens
Awkward with the SCUBA diving suit in your waterbeddy
50 thousand panties spin in the dryer with Tampax inserts
Don't laugh, you're not ready
STP fuel, your weave gotta stay on the road
150 around the track
I know the speedway like Al Unser's son
You get your engine checked at Getty
With truck tails in my face, I watch buns jiggle
Back up into the parking space
I pull up to the side of the grey bra, like a racer triple X
Rev up the RPM and say let's race
Let's race baby
jump off a building.
When safely land, yo girl is gonna rub my feets w/ olive oil and sing Whitney Houston songs to me.
Ooooh. So clever. This Batmon. Just don't blind me with your awful kicks anymore.
ur snappin' skills are doodoo.
Check ur wifeys email. i bet she didnt delete her picks of my kicks.
says the dude w the 'your girl' snaps.
A quick move at a jam, homegirl got her hand
in my pocket, yo' girl, the one you call squeeze
Dreamin bout the BAT and ruinin her sheets
I'm kinda cool black, aight?
I mean I'm straight on the girl tip, but when your girl
do a dip with her skirt on you know I puts a hurt on it daddy
So check it.. you know the crew that wanna act like that?
Wanna play the front with the poom poom fat?
Talk about your man, yeah yeah he got a gat
But at the end of night, you in the ho-tel
And if you ain't alla of that, you play the mo-tel
Yo I ain't the one for it if you can't control your girl
Take her by the pants and put a lock on it
And if that shit don't work, then throw the glock on it
Mad stacks and numbers but I can't remember faces
Much less places, but I DAMN sure know the races
Strictly for weaker or a sweet soul sister
Be thankful that I didn't hit your girl I coulda DISSED her
But I lounged and maintained
But don't front cat, yo don'tcha slumber
I still know honey and I still got the number
So you be cool aight?