Id run for miles just for a smile and kiss her lips
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
Man, i would love to just date her
Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever
The world should turn as soon as my records spin
My lips are twisted i talk like moaning
Or closed casket for our troubles
I read a cops lips once
Missing her beautiful lips touching mine, making her pur
She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number
See i'm the serial killa.and man i love my mutha.i would do anything for her.
Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference
Look that is a typical bar trip watch her pants slip while she dances kissin lips
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