Fried Rice
Dark Night
[Verse 1: T$NOW]
Carry that strap, but I'm not a dyke
Talking  that smack, but you built like a bike
Talking  'bout dykes, you lookin' alike
Can't even drive, you ride on a trike
She lick my armpit, I'm sick of this shit
Spit  and spit and suck on this dick
Took  off her crop top
She give me that slop top
She  do that shit non-stop
Then told me I cop top
You made me bust out my six pack
She lickin' my balls, yeah that big sack
My  dick in her mouth like a Big Mac
She lick on my dick like a Tic Tac

[Verse 2: Lil Rice]
N***a, you built like a Tic Tac
My dick, yeah, she lick that
N***a you know that your shit wack, yuh, you know that is a big fact
You know I keep that strap
N***a you know that you wack
I know I ain't black, but I say 'n***a' when I rap (Pooh)
N***a, you built like a chode, yeah
That's my dick, yeah she wrote, yeah
N***a, you built like a toad, yeah
That's why you look like a chode, yeah
(Tell him to shut up!)