(Kurta - Pakistani dress shirt)
White Bot ina Kurta
"Man hit that liquor quick, we gon be late, gotta Newport?"
"Man take some bigger swigs, you ain't straight yet, take a few more."
"A white boy ina kurta, you fuckin wild son, that shit is funny."
"Fuck you, I rock it hot, this shit spittin on money.
Fresh-ness mixed wit culture, I'ma pick up some hunnies,
belly-dancers blowin me kisses wit their tummies."
"Aight man hit this shit and we gonna get to gettin."
"We got a lift before, this my mans sisters weddin.
Don't play that bullshit, you're full of it, hypocrit,
those busters done did that shit to you one time and you flipped a shit."
"Man fuck you, I ain't spill that shit on your shirt!"
"Man fuck you, open your mouth again I'll fill that shit wit dirt."
"Man calm the fuck down, this ain't the right time, wait.
Today ain't about you or him, so man up and act your age.
Fuckin causin a scene, sit your ass down or go break,
take the stage, I'll be behind you, with low eyes as my bait for . . ."
". . . Now ladies, who wants to shake the hips, a lil dip for me?"
"He's crazy, but I hope he's sendin that sexy lil wink towards me."
"Yo man, wrong side of the family to hit on, why don't you get your spit on."
"My bad playa, flirtin human nature, don't get me wrong."
The brothers, 4 corners, we warm her, she hovers,
She's waitin, she's yearnin, it's burnin, she's shakin,
God's Life, God's death, God's theft, God's righteous,
He's poor, He's rich, instant lotto, and night shift,
"God damn man, I'm so happy I was invited."
God's every where you jus gotta have trust to loosen your eye-lids,
"You are family now, please, please, go into picture."
"Aight fams, step up infront me, right near . . . our sister,
sike I'm jus playin, but I'm sayin . . . congradulations,
not to you, your sister man . . ."
. . . Smiles and hugs then salutations,
the races have seemed to give up on the racin,
but lets be smart, puase history, and keep a pace, I see some faces,
man, they jus ain't ready. Ina fight who gets Gods graces?
But God damn man . . .,
". . . but God damn man, I truly thank you . . .,"
. . . I thank you, you asked for love and I came through,
shit happens we cool it, who's this a childish game to?
I'll show em who boss, disrespectin my main dude,
and still got on the floor, and brang some shame to them lame fools.
I got your back, you got mine,
ride till we die, feel it, ride till we die.
Word up to God on this one
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