Cuckqueen Coming To Nasty Thoughts

You show me your eyes and now you show me I'm a liar

You fuck with me just 'cause my **** did me a crime

I'm not amiss, the haters, the con-gators and cat-ers

The only creators is the ****s that fly

And then they make this dash, check the race, it's never end

These ****s think they ballin', but y'all I see is spinnin'

And then they make flows to be who they ho

And they puttin' the stoves and buying these bitches clothes

I know that y'all know better than that

So I'ma play your game up and turn up the mat

And bring it back just like Little Joe

'Cause y'all know how ****s do

I know everything you want, my ****

I got two, so shout that whoop-de-do

If you got the big slut, ****

I got the bitch that get the dick, I eat the blood

I ain't shit, head and ball, that

Wild fuckin' sweat, but suckin' dick's the same effect

But yeah, these *****

And I'm the kinda motherfucker that let off the shit

What they did, I never hit the brakes in the shed

'Cause I knew that y'all the motherfuckers were ready

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