No Dime Play

I mack 11's I don't fuck with dimes, they come dime a dozen, so fuck the rhymes. My eleven is heaven and yours is phased out of time. Eternal sunshine for the spotless bandaged mind. The bandit commits a more popular crime. Rewind my walk abrasia flockin' cocks. Talk is cheap and action speaks louder than hood hoppin' freaks. Stick to your own like 1 and 2 the 3, back it up back it out. Flowin' words of the a's, b's, and c's. Randomly written for the ways of a G. You smitten her in a way she begs to please. No way it's ever at ease, the best play is surely more than tease. Let off your tee, hold hands drinkin' tea, smoke tree's and let it be, bow down on both fuckin' knees. Then poke behind, one nut bustin' skee!