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2] You drop your at your ankles At the at a ballgame I'm on the stool brain From a dame, cause I'm 5'8" Shorty 6'2" Feed her coke, jaw a pitbull. I was born to rep You with a hornet's nest Old shooters in the corner ? Young boys that be handling the Paul dish off, hammer in the sock Gold in the Gold Schlager The ammo XJ12, you know the old Jaguar Got the burch wood the interior Poppy bagels getting out in Syria the Fonz, best laced plates Cheese that reach maturity, dick sucks Shannon Doherty Take your anally and orally Make a batch of drizzle royally with oil
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