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letra de don't despise - jc, the fam

[verse 1: the fam]
yo, i’m chilling in jc
when it comes to high school
i ain’t got fly chicks but i f-ck jc
you know me, danny p fosho
i might be on top of jc
i get that dough
plus that f-cking big d-ck
you know me, mother f-cking hater
i’m danny p i got that f-cking flow
you already know
but don’t you forget
i’m the f-cking sh-t
i’ll take jc and rub his f-cking big d-ck
yeah i’m the sh-t, got a big d-ck
you know me
i rock the silver chain, no brain

[verse 2: jc & the fam]
they be like jc where’d you go?
me and danny perry got two big d-cks
riding in the behind
you can get in the back
but you got a suck a n-ggas, nut sack
i’m riding slow
i’m swerving, i’m swerving
i drank too much d-ck
i’m swerving, i’m swerving
but i rep d-ck, ’till the day i die
danny p no mother f-cking lie
no f-cking lie
who the f-ck am i
look into my behind
don’t ever despise, the realest n-gga yet
place your f-cking bets
i guarantee i’m fast
like a full blown d-ck
my n-gga dp he ride it
he wanna get on top of it
like a kangaroo be pouncing and bouncing and jumping on it
i’m a real n-gga, trill n-gga
i take my d-ck out then i drill my n-gga dp
i’m a nasty boy, i like that f-cking d-ck
and i get my n-gga dp on the couch do it fancy
my n-gga dp he feed me grapes
i’m feelin’ great
my n-gga dp he keep me straight

[verse 3: the fam]
yeah danny p i’m the fam
you know me, got a f-cking big d-ck
in my mother f-cking behind
you know me, i pop them mother f-cking d-cks
yeah, god, so f-cking god d-mn fresh
with a fresh d-ck
better than the f-cking behind
you know me, rest in piece to my grandfather
you don’t know, but i’m your mother f-cking father
… of a baby daughter

[verse 4: jc and the fam]
what the f-ck are you doing
you ruining my time
(what would my friend do)
look at jc’s behind
oh my god n-gga i’m tripping off that f-cking white d-ck
don’t despise
why you comparing
mother f-cking b-tches always staring, and glaring
like a chandelier(undefined), let me f-cking make this clear
(put it in jc)
i’m the best n-gga of this year, 2012
some go to heaven, some go to h-ll
i can’t tell, but i’m a crazy mother f-cking saint
i look through, i ain’t blink
got that sh-t on the lock
n-gga you just a fake
got a big snake, yo they call me jc
take my anaconda, wrap it around my n-gga dp and then squeeze oooh

- jc the fam

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