DOSTOYEVSKY

I play hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey all day I'm cocky, cocky, cocky, cocky, cocky like a Skinny boy, fat animals get out of my way They call me god, all the bitches just play I'm lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky all the way Smile on my face, why the sky so grey? I smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, where the ashtray? Sorry what? I didn't hear what you say Oh lord, I think I got a problem Woke up in a Harlem, we forget it then I got em Yeah, dick in her ass, huh, smoother, huh, yeah Ah, ah, ah, yeah Dick in her ass, her pussy smells like seaweed Run with the aqua man, I could eat a kiwi Moet on my peepee and you still don't believe me I'm so rare, you will never see me On my tongue, girl, la-la-la Peeling my ba-na-na-na From a world of sta-mi-na Sounds like pa-na-na-na Kiss girls cause I can talk fast (A.g. cook, live from news twenty thousand) Gopnik on the streets, Dostoyevsky on the sheets Kanye east with my words, best friend with your clit, yeah Pussy tastes like cork screw, bitches call me scissorhands Not good for fingering but they might cut hella bands Got a way with words, I'm good with my mouth I be living in the streets because that song burned my house It's getting hot in here if we measure by the temperature Got the fifth gear in smoking (wow) with agents and managers I play hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey all day I'm cocky, cocky, cocky, cocky, cocky like a Skinny boy, fat animals get out of my way They call me god, all the bitches just play I'm cocky, cocky, cocky, cocky, cocky like a Smile on my face, why the sky so grey? I smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, where the ashtray? Sorry a.g. I didn't hear what you say