Babyfxce E - Undertaker

Big chop this the undertaker
Beat her from the bottom ima under take her
Four five a roll his ass up this a mummy maker
Told the her ass to toot that ass up thats my money maker
Bro cooking heavy ass dope this a oven breaker
My nigga pulled up in a black chally this a stolen shaker
Plug told me to meet him in thirty we met a hour later
My brother throwing pints in the freezer saving fours for later
Look ima keep it Giannis with you
(Thats a buck)
I mean ima keep it honest with you
This four five a lean your mans back he be reclining with you
I know i said four fives two times but I ain't lying to you
Get into a shoot out with curry im leaving out with dame
Give her good dick then dip she say im acting strange
I almost got killed in a whip I snatched of in a stang
One bullet a leave you left for dead this is not the game
This a drac why i got to aim
If you don't spell it with a x that is not my name
If you dont wake up thinking about money no money why you got a brain
Three different types of eighty's packs but they all the same
You said you gone rob me nigga how you sound
Yea you the toughest nigga when im not around
Arp with a custom trigger shoot alot of rounds
Rip a snatch your guts out and break your ass down
Yea Im talking about a back wood
My nigga can't shoot a blick for shit but he scrap good
Her head could use a little bit of spit but her cat good
Bitch got some good ass weave but her naps hood
(You get it like the whole back of her neck ghetto)
(Like under her wig is straight nigga hair)
(Alright if you ain't got it yet you ain't gone get it)
(She suck my shit in soft)
She suck my shit on soft she let it grow up in her mouth
She got to vacuum me up she got some chores up in this house
My bitch can drink by herself you ain't gotta pour it in her mouth
Man these hoes a set you up i bring my blower in the house
Damn we just broke the bed fuck it blow her on the couch
You making the spot hot as hell nigga go around the house
I'm just riding down pingree with the blower on the south
Nigga this exotic weed you gotta place a order for a pound

Written by:
Efrem Blackwell

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