It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for
So i grab my megan fox pussy simulator
She prefer the dutty wine
I ain't got time for no cloud nine
White boy, six foot, packin a nine
I'm like sorry ma, this not the time
You betrayed me like a fox, shit.
He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that
Got that nine yea im faded
Like he back that shit
Which generates a nine point nine magnitude earthquake
High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait
I find dimes like nine - five
I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys
I got her head on my cock, doing the six nine
In time we learned to live a life of crime
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