| I twist blunt to see for myself which one of them is fucking
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| Independent of the layout, because the layout creates sound
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| A new day brings nothing, only profit
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| I twist on your photo, my hand is holding two mobile phones
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| I twist blunt to see for myself which one of them is fucking
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| Independent of the layout, because the layout creates sound
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| A new day brings nothing, only profit
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| I twist on your background, you seemed cute to me
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| I'm spinning, I'm in the back
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| Fuck the steering wheel, because there is a carrier
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| Bitches three, maybe five
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| After all, they are all like Malvins
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| Bitch wants to tell me something about morons
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| I don't give a damn bitch, I twisted it crooked because of you
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| I spin a new one, the bitch came to me naked
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| Also naked, I'm happy, you make me dry
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| They touch by touch, after three they won’t rinse
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| What is so little? |
| I want more
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| Baby put your hands up
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| I twist blunt to see for myself which one of them is fucking
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| Independent of the layout, because the layout creates sound
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| A new day brings nothing, only profit
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| I twist on your photo, the hand holds three calibers
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| I twist blunt to see for myself which one of them is fucking
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| Independent of the layout, because the layout creates sound
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| A new day brings nothing, only profit
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| I twist on your background, you seemed cute to me |