Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur
I"m the designated driver
Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...
You never play with young boys cause they never private
Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry
After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets
I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression
And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection
If your mind is on sex you must got esp then
Rip, leavin it open until i bust again
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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