Texty:
Breathe Any Trick

jumping like a monkey I'm so crazy, I'll do any trick for you Baby, you've got me jumping like a monkey I'm so crazy, I'll do any trick for you Doctor

Yahhh, Yahhh, Trick) (And your friend, Yahhh, Yahhh Too!) Ain't got time for chitchat I'm tryin to get this money So get up out my face You shit-breath

yours She a straggler, struggler, straight salome smuggler Everytime I see the bitch, she's looking uglier And if you got a trick ass on your left Sitting there with dick on her breath

Cleared the path, laughed and walked past the wounded You shouldn't have assumed we'd take time to breath Fuck tricks, I've got alot more weapons up

me, prepare any day for me (why?) Cause when they come for me they find a struggler To the death I take the breath from your jugular The trick is to

from a new bitty level Stuffed up in them jeans is a thing that is so swole An' I can dance on you like poppin' on a local Trick you like a tazer 'coz

But until then God forgive me for any, promises that I broke family Can I be forgiven for all the, liquor and weed that I smoked When I succeed, will I cope? Will I still breathe

, I'm special like the 30 I came a long way from food stamps and Section 8 Niggas eatin' on these beats, get yourself a plate And I'ma step away, one hit a breath

straight callin' me lovin' me On the under for the porno star that I be And don't you come in my face with that trick shit Ya betta try some more shit I got the gift to grab any