"golden rubbers in these denim pockets
on my waist there's black glock
new girl moved on the block
she's been plotting on cock
last night, I slept overs hers
during sex I overheard
a sword strikes the air
I pull out the na-na
I rolled off then bed
then shot back
pa-pa"
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