Some friends, some hoes
Woo dame that was too close
You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild
don't think about better close your mind/
Well, i have a gram cupcake mix
Close/ your chapter of so-called "track classics"
There's a breathless hush in the close tonight
Gq told me i'm not the talkative type
Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win
Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling
Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,
The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes
You got your mean little walk with the model pose
Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close
Close your eyes my face is
I swear ri got a hit with this
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