Album: South Side Slugs (2015)The Sensual Sounds Of Kevin PouyaI don't think I ever get used to this
More money, more feeling more useless
I just want to see you Rufus
Skip the small talk
Take them drawers off
Ain't no laws here
Pussy bald like Amber Rose hair
Let me touch you, spread em like Moses
Make it clap, let's make a few clips
Let it drip, down your lip, don't worry bout shit
My children look so damn awesome
I wanna do this more often
I can't be the one that's calling
My pride be the one that's holding, me back ho
I know I act like an asshole
My second intentions are greater
I'm waiting for the bell to save me like Slater
I wanna be the bitch that made ya
And as the plot thickens
And my words get wicked
Are you sick and tired of this lifestyle that I'm living
Are you livid with the bullshit I been speaking of
Thinking of, ways to keep my pockets fat
Like the ass of Iggy without being a shitty human
.44 give her more than a contusion
Angels out so when I'm asleep I'm never losing
Old hoes hitting my phone, talking about
When did you get so famous?
Can you help me with my payments?
Can we make arrangements?
