Blow Me

[Intro: C-Ray & Maserati Maeson]
What's up y'all
Yo I got my son Maeson in the house
Maeson, what do you really think about local rap?
*laughs*
Damn joke ain't it
Yeah
Check

[Verse 1: C-Ray]
I'm sharper than a razor
No I'm not your savior
And I'm a nice guy but part of me a slayer
I came with an array of raps that I made ya
If y'all punks get in the way I'mma filet ya
But I don't need a knife
I cut your ass deep but by running a train on your wife on your wedding night
And ask you if I can get a light to smoke my blunt
And keep the same routine going for four-five months
We assholes, nigga just look
You come to my crib wearing nice shit, you fuck around and get your kicks took
Don't try to be a badass and brag
Cause my son'll cock back and pimp slap that ass
Then he goes back to pimping any girl he wants
And that's damn good since he's only thirteen months
But this is how we all
We disorderly often
With love talking the enormity of his Johnson
And roam pissy drunk at the cry, he was sat
With your girlfriend, while you home crying in bed
But don't get mad, cause this shit's in our nature
When you from a town full of bitches and wasters
And from a town with the faggot radio station
Who's wasting air time playing popular gay shit
If you wondering, yeah you damn right that I mean this
So you can suck a clitoris the size of a penis
Bitch

[Chorus: C-Ray]
If you don't like the shit that I say
(Then you can blow me)
If you don't like that we do our thing
(Then bitch you can blow)
If you don't like the shit that I say
(Then you can blow me)
If you don't like that we do our thing
(Then bitch you can blow)

[Outro: C-Ray]
Yeah
Hahaha
Yeah I got my son laughing at you cats man (*laughs*)
Fuck y'all niggas
This how we doing it
We doing it real big
We got Maeson Ray in the house
Dudes, you better handcuff your chick
Cause he gon' take it real quick
Most silly in the house
It's B-Easy
Hollaman's Productions bitch
This how we doing it
5-0-9 nigga
I'm out