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All U Think About Is Sex
Growing up I was told
By girls my dear age
All u think about is sex
They were right about meh
I didn't try to further things
With them even on college strengths
I felt they were gay so I
Removed even my friendship cry
Became such a thug openly
That kind words couldn't be founds
Unless I encouraged myself
Or around other thug abounds
Then an evil realization hit
Dearly to me upon this stay
Tell em yah eat pussy and ass
Run these bitch skizzaz away
If they can't respect your mind
Mutherfuck theirs as well too
Why cater to them on their aspect
They will not cater even to u
If u seem like a sexest like
I did look in the mirror
They ain't fine like u for real
The picture's getting clearer
And gay sex is still sex to me
Hear a nigga for what it be
They are all fine beautiful for real
Always thinking gay sexy
I could never enter a conversation
Unless homeboys and homegirls
And I were from others away
That's how we revealed our secrets lay
People thought I was too fine
Sex was always upon my mine
Caught me in the bath tub with Ah Hell
I washed her body...my homie was tired
By girls my dear age
All u think about is sex
They were right about meh
I didn't try to further things
With them even on college strengths
I felt they were gay so I
Removed even my friendship cry
Became such a thug openly
That kind words couldn't be founds
Unless I encouraged myself
Or around other thug abounds
Then an evil realization hit
Dearly to me upon this stay
Tell em yah eat pussy and ass
Run these bitch skizzaz away
If they can't respect your mind
Mutherfuck theirs as well too
Why cater to them on their aspect
They will not cater even to u
If u seem like a sexest like
I did look in the mirror
They ain't fine like u for real
The picture's getting clearer
And gay sex is still sex to me
Hear a nigga for what it be
They are all fine beautiful for real
Always thinking gay sexy
I could never enter a conversation
Unless homeboys and homegirls
And I were from others away
That's how we revealed our secrets lay
People thought I was too fine
Sex was always upon my mine
Caught me in the bath tub with Ah Hell
I washed her body...my homie was tired
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