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Weekend at Solomon's est une chanson en Anglais

(His name's Pablo)

Since birth I was a problem, daddy should've worn a condom
I was just fucked up rockin' Fila like they Prada's
Now these bitches on my dick, I'm droppin' fire with quesada
On the way to the doctor 'cause it's itchin' by my privates
Oh Lord, everybody calm down, it's just a hair bump
They killed Jeffery Epstein 'cause he told and that scared Trump
I'm three pumps in, oh Lord, oh I'm 'bout to bust
Fat nigga, but my bitch bad, nigga, Sherman Klump
Oh God, is you Miss Purrty?
My bitch a pharm tech at CVS, she got the scripts twerking
We got a code name for the bricks, did you get Urkle?
Bougie nigga, just to beat my meat, bitch, I get Jergens
Humble nigga, dawg, this fame can't even change me
On the low, I wanna fuck Erica Cheney
Man, I had a fat mama, dawg, how dare you niggas blame me?
Man, I offered him a donut, but he gay, he want a danish
If that's what you like, dawg, I'm not homophobic
My dick ain't that long, bitch, so why you chokin'?
All she do is cap, I swear to God she a cap-a-holic
Only white people take a shit and don't wrap the toilet
Too fat, I left the seat back, give me head now
The police right next to us, keep your head down
"Boom, boom," I'm fat so when I'm fucking that's how the bed sound
Spending all these dead niggas money, nigga, Clermont
Fuck around in the D, it's just me and Face
Already know the feds hip, just bring your case
They ain't gonna come and get me? Oh fuck, nigga, bring the Wraith
Had a dream that I was skinny, woke up, couldn't see my waist
Oh my God, look, I'm not a fuckin' racist
Dropped a pint and caught it with my foot, it ain't touch the pavement
I chop crack with my pinky toe, don't need the fuckin' razor
Touch more boy than Mike Jack, I'm not a fuckin' rapist
Woo, oh my God, I'm talkin' super loose
Hump the bitch face, when I was done she had a missing tooth
Glizzy with the stendo on the bottom, bitch, it's like a flu
Fuck around and wipe a niggas nose like he got the flu
Plugged in with Jas Prince, I got mob ties
Got an Acre Homes bitch that'll fuck me for some Hot Fries
Love suckin' on both titties, goo-goo ga-ga
Told my girl that I'm seein' four other bitches, bae, I'm cockeyed
I'm just cheatin', I don't know about polygamy
I gave my bitch another STD, I know she sick of me
Baby, I don't kiss and tell, bitch, I'm solid like a brick in me
I ain't sign unless I own my masters, nigga, ain't no pimpin' me
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Auteur: Tyree Thomas
Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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