BFB Da Packman - Weekend At Solomon's lyrics

[BFB Da Packman - Weekend At Solomon's lyrics]

His name's Pablo

Since birth I was a problem
Daddy should've worn a condom
I was just fucked up rockin'
Fila like they Prada's
Now these bitches on my dick
I'm droppin' fire with Casada
On my way to the doctor 'cause
It's itchin' by my privates
Oh lord, everybody calm down
It's just a hair bump
They killed Jeffery Epstein 'cause he
Told and that scared Trump
I'm three pumps in, oh lord
Oh I'm 'bout to bust
Fat nigga, but my bitch bad, nigga
Sherman Klump oh God, is you miss perty?
My bitch a pharm tech at CVS
She got the scripts twerking
We got a code name for the bricks
Did you get Urkle?
Bougie nigga, just to beat my meat, bitch
I get Jergens humblе nigga, dawg
This fame can't even changе me
On the low, I wanna fuck Erica Cheney
Man, I had a fat mama, dawg
I dare you niggas blame me
Man, I offered him a donut, but he gay
He want a danish
If that's what you like, dawg
I'm not homophobic
My dick ain't that long, bitch
So why you chokin'? All she do is cap
I swear to God she a cap-a-holic
Only white people take a shit
And don't wipe the toilet
Too fat, I left the seat back
Give me head now
The police right next to us
Keep your head down "Boom, boom
" I'm fat so when I'm fucking
That's how the bed sound
Spending all these dead niggas money, nigga
Clermont
Fuck around in the D, it's just me and Face
Already know the feds hip
Just bring your case
They ain't gonna come and get
Me? Oh fuck, nigga, bring the Wraith
Had a dream that I was skinny, woke up
Couldn't see my waist
Oh my God, look, I'm not a fuckin' racist
Dropped a pint and caught it with my foot
It ain't touch the pavement
I chop crack with my pinky toe
Don't need the fuckin' razer
Touch more boy than Mike Jack
I'm not a fuckin' rapist
Woo, oh my God, I'm talkin' super loose
Hump the bitch face
When I was done she had a missing tooth
Glizzy with the stendo on the bottom, bitch
It's like a flu
Fuck around and wipe a niggas nose
Like he got the flu
Plugged in with Jazz Prince, I got mob ties
Got an Acre Home bitch that'll fuck
Me for some hot fries
Love suckin' on both titties, goo-goo ga-ga
Told my girl that I'm seein'
Four other bitches, bae, i'm cockeyed
I'm just cheatin'
I don't know about polygamy
I gave my bitch another STD
I know she sick of me
Baby, I don't kiss and tell, bitch
I'm solid like a brick in me
I ain't sign unless I own my masters, nigga
Ain't no pimpin' me

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