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occasion R.T. station I make her happy in different ways Sex with her freakier then 50 shades of grey 5 feet tall with sum braids She drippy She caught me
turning it out, R.T. in the rooftop, Bugsy in the couch Kick back but we aint lounging, Immersed in the loop Writing lyrics that suite that’s where we are
bruh, R.T. Clay Um, um Um, um
Kia Soul She give me head R.T. my brother, he died of the pill I got young niggas, they be in the field I got fresh clothes And I put ice on my teeth
official, man, this shit not stolen Gon' hear the R.T. roll just like you bowlin Tryna be with some white bitches while we out Poland Your man got caught
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