Freestyle: Bubblegum and Taffy

Freestyle: Bubblegum and Taffy
Aight hold up
Brooke Candy
Bubblegum and taffy
Get some of this and you gon' be happy
Uh
You smilin', you smilin'
Cause I stay styling
Two bitches deep
Yeah you know that we be whiling

Crazy, baby
That's how god made me
Throw them pu***
Makes me money
Scissor, sister
Rhymes like a twister
Freaky Prince$$
Know that bitch cause I fist her
Fresh to death
Like I hopped off out the casket
Smoking on purp
Boy you know you better pass it!
Married to the mob
I'm a mafia shit
I don't like your shoe game
You should be wearing cement
At the bottom of the ocean
I be mixing up a potion
Got that scarface pu***
Makes you cop it in my lotion