SoldierShady wrote:She's distracted by my reflectors
Man I can tell this chick's a-ttracted
My wheels spoke to her, my swing is a chick magnet
Baggin' up chicks like a bag of chips
With a bag of prophylactics as big as Mick Jagger lips (shaggin?)
Somethin' I'm a poet, but I ain't practicin' shit (Allen)
Iverson of safe sex, condoms are for practice man I SKIPPED PRACTICE
Flip backwards while I flip this bike (with this?) banana seat
My fantasy's to have you where the kickstand is
Got this bitch gaggin' they call me the (blood? broad?) killer
I'm the cousin of Godzilla cause I spit fire and my dick's draggin'
Zig-zaggin' up the avenue pullin' these chicks in my antagonistic wagon
Screamin..
Fixed, for the most part.