"hey Shawty"
Boys want to impress
A good looking chest
With bling and ice
Its all fake dice
A girl makes a move
For a man with big shoes
He turns his back
Its all whack
When you walk down a street
And pass him on th way
You looking into each others eyes
And your heart starts to fly
But a girls got her arms around him
And it was only the pigeons flying
Its that girl he's buying
Too bad she's looking good
"Hey Shawty"
That stuff dont work no more
Its like i slipt from the gore
Gatta get some more mojo from the vodoo store
another rap?=p
I wish they had a category for "fake love"
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