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dandy in love

pouya
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dandy in love

, feeling like mario i got you ducking shells, i dun came around the corner to send your ass to hell boy, bob saget with the ratchet at your full house, sad they keep on playing with me, like a faggot with a sex change, i ain't never been a bitch, i hit the dougie under water while i twist my wrists, i talk about my dick a lot, cause i like to fuck a lot, getting road dome, doing donuts in the parking lot, yuh bitch, coffee slaying vagabonds, awkwardly walking, humming songs, writer, burner, working for murder, cause my palms is itching, dawg, screaming black and proud, bustin at a pack of politicians, hop back in my scraper caucasian mask on i'm back in business, gripping on that bottle till that liquor finished, yelling at the fat ho "like let me slide my dick up in it", special guest appearance for the trayvon killer, and he roll with me so please don't try my nigga, yuh, that pussy got me dancing like i'm not the father, she want me early in the morning like the pearl harbor, no surprise, i got a feeling that she like me, pull up in my stefan janoskis, yuh, get on my level, you say you go retarded but your tape was not that special, you the wnba nobody watching bitch, i'm the roadrunner ain't shit that can stop me, yuh bitch, one go two like larry johnson, screaming "fuck the police" like i'm straight outta compton, i ain't spending no money unless i'm pocketing profit, coast to coast doing shows but they still got me flying coach, see i ain't the one to boast, but i got your bitch making sure that she don't burn my toast, shits getting real so i'm pulling out the baby, while still pumping the slug on a fuck boy, remember that you can die tonight, don't play with me just follow me, i'm satan's prodigy, got the.44 in case somebody wanna bother me, ho i be chilling let me live, get out yo feelings, you can feel the fucking realness when we step inside the building, yuh, i don't need no fucking manager, you need to talk about some money i can handle it, hit one of my lines, on my time, and maybe, just maybe, i'll let you get up on this grind, bitch

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