1: EP]
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And it boils, and it really not only a lot of people Who uh confidence in their area but teamwork
[Verse 2: ov Fact]
A-yo I up, Nissan Juke color of puke Niggas your mother rebuke, smothered in Duke A alumni, shorty baking apple crumb pie A big momma known to lap it up and leave a thigh Push the Hyundai, high yella, she Stella's And recently got her prescription filled for the Nah, just Leave your the way it is Your wattles hanging half as low as they say it is Ok it is, tell you what day it is or year it is But If Dopp Hopp was a beer be an IPA Got a wipey and tray for the fetish Is you changing my bae? Aye, It's like the words to a certain We steady mobbing 'til the day that the drawn My is born shorty bobbing and flirting strong Four in the morn when my Robin Lundberg is on We