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Two foot stepper, crew neck sweater Ralph Lauren in front of the dresser Full court presser, who got next up? Everything wrong but Spitta I was 16 crush on Vanessa, realized she not my type too proper I need a girl who sunset moshpit, big go-getter, big ole fat ole ass So much weight on my shoulders I look buffer but I don't buffer 4k render, clear as ever, him just not my gender I'm really him My bro up we keep it together Your bro see one hoe act diff to impress her I might just lick it and send her, god damn letter it's easy biz E30 ride low, watch for the potholes Big ejecto-seato if you not riding with me I'm done with the high road, not my style though, never man Americano, New York time zone Baby it's cold outside but this leather is Italiano I just want to get rich, die old, rest of it extra man Arrive Alive Arrive Alive Arrive Alive Arrive Alive You only hit me up, when you drunk, girl wassup with that Only hit me up, after one, girl wassup with that You bad and you know it girl, fuck me up that's right Ou she piss me off but I can't get enough that's right Come here and touch my body Now put your lips on mine I'm getting really naughty Just give me one more time Come here and touch my body Now put your lips on mine I'm getting really naughty Just give me one more time 8 long years long road Man I gotta stay solid I gotta stay focused Everybody tryna go find themselves Whole time right under their noses I never spent one second on Earth tryna figure my path I was chosen I need some ice on my wrist like its swollen Way I don't miss shit broken Love to the underground but I think its time for a little erosion I stay silent, nobody got no class no more they snowed in Re-apply pressure like god damn lotion, long day ocean Jersey shore I'm from BC I'm king of the north man I had to Jon Snow shit
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