Dear sweetheart, wassup boo
Scoobie doobie doo where are you
I know i've came so far
Now who do ya think you are,
Basketball, you are flat
I can't turn back
Are initiated because theres no way you and your family are related
I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that
Make room for the groom married to his music
Are you stupid or are you polluted?
Then i blow, i’ma close out the par
And delete that weed you are
You are not real you are fake that's the deal
Is heaven just another door? i leave this here
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