And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!
Got her the bently coup, she call that old news
We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there
You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air
The bigger the the fun
Think fast, fast women
We were just two teenagers picking out pre majors
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first
Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,
Play the game nigga
I bring the heat like the
Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina
So call the coroner or the mortician for the the
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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