Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips
Nowadays usually it's his pockets
That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/
Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world
Man i've reached heights dwight howard couldn't reach nigga
How beautiful are thou, africa
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