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He was out of words... exactly what's the problem is
It took me likea like quiet boost a little piece of candy from your favorite neighborhood corner store sugar, soda shorty, we, heavy breaded to carry a bare soul saved they didn't have the thing to do it. Can't balm me cause you look can't name me cause you shook. Took over some whip protect state and you can't walk fucker now I mean walk makes you look like your white in a Harlem shacking contest. I hone this to find this so close to find' this fuck very I'll mannered don't start with spank.
Tell me what it look like tell me what it is, Tell me what it look like tell me what it is.
Oh ease up mother fucker take a breath, what will it be I'm more than more than less
Oh ease up mother fucker take a breath, what will it be now, now suggest you take a rest
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