[Chorus 1] This time, I came to get mine I saw this cat running with his hand on his nine millimetre Hes got a small peter, got two kids and a wife, plus he beats her [Verse 1] Nod your head as if my shit was the dog catcher, PRoach coming through sick Im gonna have to betcha my last dollar that you come on back You getting weak in the knees while you smoking the cess Oh yes, word to God, I know his son is the best He helps me out when Im down, or when Im crazy ill stressed I confess, Im not as good as the rest But I get down for my crown and I dont crack under stress But Ill be careful though, cause the girl is memorizing She takes off her clothes, and her body is mad surprising Slanging, banging, her two breasts was firm and not hanging Listen to this rhyme that Im slanging Hooked up with this girl, her name is Kelly For really, the hip hop body and a piercing through her belly I knew she was mine when I saw her working on the line Serving pasta and salad and shes still looking fine But enough of that though, I give a shot out to Happy Hes partying down and getting props in this rap See, cause Im the type of cracker thatll get straight down to beat that you hear Its the PRoach sound [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] Abused with forks, knives, cut with razor blades That shit is absurd His tempers flaring, now hes twice as mean [Verse 2] Now I am talking about this fool Beats his wife and then he thinks hes cool She cries so hard, shes trembling This time he beats her and hes twice as mean [Chorus 2] [Outro] Silence in her rage, she should recognize Next time he is gone, she should pack her bags and leave
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