Two of her friends strip she never judge them though
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that
S on my chest like a superman vest
Optimism - wishin' make you too content
All black everthing on some jigga shit
The outline which you n****s out dated
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed
I say that the pool is closed
S queezys very bold
You, you, you have to pay for that
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
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