
Gansta Mayo
By: Mrs. Lady Enthralling
Bullets and blood gravy, just loaded up tha Chevy
may kick in some mind doors, you know the
contrary. But this get it how I live life you
know slap down the warm plates for the fam.
So my payroll is a wall street thug scam.
Because the kidz love bangin down
on some hash browns and yams.
And to you prowling bitches, you’re going ta know
I don’t fucken say yes maim.
I slave a come up
so I have these whores on the cut
keeping the stash in the crack of there ass.
Its this chic mayo flow you know
the 99 cents flow.
You must understand when I see
my lil niggaz runnin through tha store
with things they want in there hand
I will split a bitch wig in half
and let the opened up can
handle dat future blood stock plan.
I am a walking confused sex beast
I have the stamina to talk to both sexes sweet.
I kissed up your chest , got you to shiver,
my nigga to my word quiver.
I am claiming the best female poet writer alive,
know isn’t dat something?
I am chic mommie fly,
I just got you soft niggaz so high,
Its this Gansta mayo I gotta roll
to the millionaire hood of my Gansta mind.
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