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Xanty Smiles
Xanty Smiles
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The burning pain Listening to you harp on 'bout some new soulmate "She's so perfect," blah, blah, blah Oh, how I wish you'd wake up one day Run to me, confess your love, at least just let me say My baby fine, sitting pretty Piercing on her titties, she only repping my city Then my baby be like Betty, she tatted, armed up and ready Pour the Henny 'til they get me, pockets empty, throwing 20's My baby fine, sitting pretty Piercing on her titties, she only repping my city Then my baby be like Betty, she tatted, armed up and ready Pour the Henny 'til they get me, pockets empty, throwing 20's Get to bitches taking pictures, I'm different, you still be wishing Out the kitchen, dirty dishes, I ain't finished 'til I did it 'Til I win it, 'til I kill it, only been gone for a minute Now they think they could pass me, I ain't rapping, bitch, I'm stacking up Night shows, thick hoes and pink rocks Ten toes with ten hoes that lip lock Changed flows, same hoes on my cock Motherfucker pulling up, talking shit, you could get shot (Blah, blah) What is it you want, Mary? What do you want? You want the moon? Just say the word, and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down Hey, that's a pretty good idea I'll give you the moon, Mary I'll take it My baby fine, sitting pretty Piercing on her titties, she only repping my city Then my baby be like Betty, she tatted, armed up and ready Pour the Henny 'til they get me, pockets empty, throwing 20's My baby fine, sitting pretty Piercing on her titties, she only repping my city Then my baby be like Betty, she tatted, armed up and ready Pour the Henny 'til they get me, pockets empty, throwing 20's Get to bitches taking pictures, I'm different, you still be wishing Out the kitchen, dirty dishes, I ain't finished 'til I did it 'Til I win it, 'til I kill it, only been gon' for a minute Now they think they could pass me, I ain't rapping, bitch, I'm stacking up Night shows, thick hoes and pink rocks Ten toes with ten hoes that lip lock Changed flows, same hoes on my cock Motherfucker pulling up, talking shit you could get shot Uh, uh, uh, uh On God What's it?
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