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stud, mike

i had a long day

i need a j like beyonce

only have so many fucks to give

don't give a damn about the foreplay

and if you ever see me in the spot

i'm leaving a mark

harry houdini

they cannot put me in a box

believe it or not

my mind on the bread like a condiment

i don't play catch up

just hope they catch onto it

fuck all they compliments

i'm more concerned with accomplishments

i'm more like popovich

i'm chasing rings like sonic is

life's a bitch but i fuck with her

i just might fall in love with her

dinner for 20

yeah i got the bill like a huxtable

picture this

if i told you how all this would wind up you'd say that's a stretch

i saw the signs and delivered my best

you can't drop the ball

i guess that's the catch

and this ain't a coin toss but i work my tail off so i can turn heads

don't you forget

i told 'em you never know

i told 'em you never know

i told 'em you never know

i told 'em you never know

you never know