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Mi Casa

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 06.07.2012

I got dhat hard gucc
U know dese bitches eazy
I got that cold flu
I got dhat itchy sneezy
U in dhat mitzubeeshy
I'm in dhat bently gt
I'm takin trips wid papi
U walkie talkie copy
I got dem pookie feens
Miqht rOCC summ juicy jeans
I mean sum juicy sweats
Maybe sum lose yuh seps
I play foul no free throw
Bitch I ball no peep show
Deadass no peep show!
Brought ah run pronto
With a front condo
Daughter, son gon doh
Watchin telemundo
Flyer den ah rocket
Money in my poly pockets
Whachu coppin
Keep dhat work insidee my pippy lonq stockinqs
BITCH!


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