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riding tides shaped like Hieroglyphs through quaggy deserts Thanksgiving peddled to inertia through The static shepherd Friday Nights festering in robes
the blues came wit the fenty Got a doctor plug That do the escript for 250 I be having wock red quaggy and the trissy The Perks be screaming pop me
and again just like a lid (what) This a wide body Skrrting Trackies got her wanting dick S-S-Sit your stupid ass down and just take a listen Quaggy sipping
yeah, I got a passion SRT, switchin' lane to lane, fast shit Pray to Quaggy everyday that I don't crash it I take that ho to Giggity Church, her mind was
know it stung Got your lil' bitch off her feet, I know she sprung She get real wild off the X pill, I love when it's all on your tongue This quaggy' got
just offed his cousin Stash five thousand Andrew Jacks, that's a tall hundred Three of Quaggy-aggy, feel like I just tapped the pause button Heard you
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