These jordan 4′s: check
Boom! now that she is dead
Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams
We all kings, give anything to my soft queens
So if you wanna leave
A keen fiend with obscene dreams
My voice make her wet
Wasnt worth always feeling dead.
Believe me, i'm beyond dead
Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red
Taking over all my dreams
Little more weed, first class seats
Ass shots in her seven jeans
Thinkin of the the dreams
Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks
Can you decipher my dreams
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