Sunday, December 27, 2009

And came...right back home

A gain of interest
a gain of inches
a few feet from, reguarded as cold kitchens.

It ain't no heat
some hot, some not
check it out
Like a book, shook
off how it look,
what I'm about.

Sayin' what I say and so,
Plumber like some draino
call me S-U-F-U-R
cause that is my name so,

Simply how I cost the game is this,
Charges what I'm finished with
Sucka free, sucka tash
Rappin' styles infinite

I'd like to take a moment now
to twist this cap
On a coca cola classic
caffeine free frap

But not a 'chino'
My style is wild as a casino
Finished up my trial
and now, I keep it legal

For my people I'm progressin' my plan
And when I'm on the mic...
I pray the lord be blessin' my fans

She say I like how you done straightened your life...
...saw your changes all through the night,
I like the way you coordinate colors,
hand me my sprite...

Sharp like a jagged edge
and I had her legs,
cross my lap-rubbin' toes

Her legs were oh so sexy cause she shaved them before
She laid her pocket book beside my tennis shoes on the floor.

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