MR B ROCKSTAR - Bess Fran

BESS FRAAAANNNNNNNNNN
(Fuck ya male best friend)
Ichi, ni, san, yon
Fuck yo bess fran
No bess fran
Fuck yo bess fran
No bess fran
Fuck yo bess fran
No male best friends
Fuck yo bess fran
No bess fran
Fuck yo bess fran
No bess fran
Fuck yo bess fran
No bess fran
Fuck yo bess fran
No male best friends
Shorti still mad at me with the cold shoulders
I ain't worried bout ya nigga, he just a placeholder
B Rock is the general smashing these
Paper soldiers into smithereens
And imma over do it like Hallie Berry wit the BAPS wigs
Bust in homie crib like BOO YOW
I'm 96 Shaq, they Ming Yao
Tall but backwards
Acting hard but inside they mattress
One minute they getting close to the pretty rabbit
Then I make her disappear like hat tricks
Where she at
My crib
Specifically my bed
Head to head like Primetime on Fox
Stretch her out for Adventure Time
Amazing Face fucking; cheeks get big Like Gumball
Jawbreaker
She sweet as candy
Enjoy her now cuz we spending forever later
I got 5 on it
God get high off of our love
We spiritually connected
Like Connect 4 but this ain't no game
I'm sorry not sorry that my life
Puts theirs in jeopardy
Alpha male energy
Fuck yo play brothas
Best friend dez nutz
Count on this king to give you everything you want
Provide all that you need
Yea, I'll give you space to go play
With ya lil playmates
Just make sure you start and end your day with me
Cuz I'm ya best friend, Got it
Yes, king
Ichi, ni, san, yon
Fuck yo bess fran
No bess fran
Fuck yo bess fran
No bess fran
Fuck yo bess fran
No male best friends
Fuck yo bess fran
No bess fran
Fuck yo bess fran
No bess fran
Fuck yo bess fran
No bess fran
Fuck yo bess fran
No male best friends

Written by:
Brandon Brockington

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