Blow (Rough Draft) lyrics

[Intro]
[?]

[Verse]
Yo
If this was a game
I already know that I would come out winner
And I'm not bragging, I'ma be in her (yeah)
But this b*tch really think that I'm 'bout to buy her dinner
My steak good, I got a good cut like splinter
Juicy and hot, such black-b*tch temper
Now she wanna talk and chop it up like a blender
But I don't give a f*ck or even list-en like Schindler
She's cute, but her forehead big
Got stretch marks like she got four kids
Her legs can't close like a four-doorhinge
Bronco, that O.J. killed the white whores with
But I do like her, but I never wife her
If she f*cking trip on me I would probably like her
[?], 'bout to call [?] cause she keeps smoking Moses like Jesus
But thats not the ending, loving, I'm giving

*Instrumental*