Ashes straight on her plump ass
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Bitch on my face, I drink like lemonade
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Cold on the cheeks, but there is no turning back
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It smears me, I have a full tank
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Ashes straight on her plump ass
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Bitch on my face, I drink like lemonade
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Cold on the cheeks, but there is no turning back
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It smears me, I have a full tank
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Her mom hates me
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Cause her heart is broken too
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Hands are busy, there are spliffs
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It means her daughter is early, I don’t take it from mamacita
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A couple of rolls on the face, the dark evening is back in the joint
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My shooters are "bang-bang", your bitch is "gang bang"
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A couple of rolls on the face, the dark evening is back in the joint
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My shooters are "bang-bang", your bitch is "gang bang"
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Ashes straight on her plump ass
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Bitch on my face, I drink like lemonade
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Cold on the cheeks, but there is no turning back
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It smears me, I have a full tank
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Ashes straight on her plump ass
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Bitch on my face, I drink like lemonade
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Cold on the cheeks, but there is no turning back
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It smears me, I have a full tank
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I'll drop an anchor for her, strands like velvet
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Sell voice, I'll buy her scent
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It's for tomorrow, because you are in my paws
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I take everything that is, it will still not be enough
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Soul of bitches - drop top, pics on my laptop
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I got a new Vuitton on, did dirt, smoke dope
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They give me for my flow, sweet as cinnabon
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Bachelor party - your ceiling, ten on my ziplock
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New day, more and more bitches around me
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MAYOT as a superhero saves them from boredom
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I smoke big heads, they look like tubers
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Like knitting her like she's a criminal
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She feel the fire, after the club a new joint
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They burn my life like I'm the main character
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You can't get into my soul, baby, you need a password
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We are growing from the bottom, you are still nobody
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Ashes straight on her plump ass
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Bitch on my face, I drink like lemonade
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Cold on the cheeks, but there is no turning back
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It smears me, I have a full tank
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Ashes straight on her plump ass
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Bitch on my face, I drink like lemonade
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Cold on the cheeks, but there is no turning back
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It smears me, I have a full tank
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No back |