You commit a felony, it does not matter who you are, you could be deported.
She takes off your drawers and works you over, she calls you Twinkles and you call her Rover.
Ran out of bullets and still had static, grabbed a pregnant lady and out the automatic. Pointed at her head and said the gun was full of lead, he told the cops, back off or honey here's dead.
Hiphop hasn't had stages of growth through its 30 years of existence.
Take off your rubber and there's one more inside her, it's not yours, who can it be?
Wassup dear? Sup babe? What street you by? On 5th Bout to hit the West Side High