Plumber in the back seat, pipe work
That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/
Man i've reached heights dwight howard couldn't reach nigga
Our children must be taught, of africa
Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips
Jumped off the porch when i was like six
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