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2] You drop your at your ankles At the urinal at a I'm on the getting brain From a dame, cause I'm 5'8" like 6'2" Feed her coke, jaw a pitbull. I was born to rep You with a hornet's nest Old in the corner like ? boys that be handling the rock Chris Paul off, hammer in the sock Gold flakes in the Schlager The ammo green XJ12, you the old Jaguar Got the burch wood lacing the bagels getting flavored out in Syria Only the Fonz, best plates that reach maturity, dick sucks from Shannon Doherty Take your temperature and orally Make a batch of home royally with oil
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