(Slug) I was at the stoplight In my car rolled the windows this driver pulled on side of me And me some indo I told her I didnt smoke But I her for the offer I I might just ask her name I made a left
(Murs) On 3rd and La front I was into her She offered me a Damn I wish I Indica Cause remember her From the of Beverly, she was heavenly Still on my mind a while back She had a smile that the clouds off the sun A set of lovely lips made me fumble my Hair up in a bun, up a cap She was a down low beauty, see I 'em like that She kept it on the low, but enough to see She made me special, like she did it all for me Not much up top, I say about a B Her hugged her frame, made me want to know her name But I've never been the type to step up and game In a mall full of that were begging for attention Fake eyes, fake tits, fake hair She walked through my she cut through the seams
(Slug) My name is I live on the 7th I live upstairs you I'm the one you try to If you music late at night Some of party Some kind of Just call the cops on me Girl up stairs and talk to me She got the pierceing done sleeve work Change cashed in, knee-jerk Drama functional alcholic The barbie skirt flirt She go chama, chama, Chameleon hair pesonality, carry a pair cutter Talk a lot of like an egyptian Loves to sleep with no favorite Bout 5'6, nice Make her hips Tough soul, she fuck slow but quick Eyeball daggers, with a swagger I know you got but it don't really matter what I gather We should Let's place bets to see gonna move first come speak to me See life is like a can you keep the beat It
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