COKE RAPS

Villain Im the demon Im ya passion Ridin round the city Show my titty Janet jackson I don't hate black men Baby i got a black son But i hate these niggas So i copped a couple black guns Which one Which bitch rappin nigga Pick one Not better than mama I be bringin out them big guns I ain’t have to sign Im pressin bitches like some big thumbs & if u let me fuck I bet i prolly make u big cum Get some Money witcho broke ass Actin like you know me End up holy Witcho woke ass Might be addiction Skip it Curve ya like a coke glass Niggas do too much & ion really like to fuck fast Im fucked up So he thinking imma fuck fast I got news for ya baby Imma need it in cash Imma needa couplе rents to bend it I'm a new man I can't lеt a nigga fuck on me Without a good plan Bitches think im bothered Im in mexico with my man Bitches hate theyself It trip me out But i understand Imma be that bitch until they bury me Brittnee w the double e’s Mutha w the double d's Money longer than my weave Oops I almost lost the pace of my flow I been acting reckless Check my necklace She ain't no hoe Spoke a crystal neck into existence Now my throat glow Now my lil brutha home And please believe he on go Bitches think they clever Cracking jokes about my coke nose Least i can afford it You still walking round in my clothes Thats my petty bone Okay imma put it away I do not forgive Do not forget I just call it a day I like holdin grudges It do something for myself esteem Knowin bitches can't get close to me Not even in they dreams Knowin that they gotta watch me shake it Wrist on tambourine Hoes can't hold it down So i don't owe these bitches Not a thing Bitch!