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dare you. Come with heavy caulk boots, axe in hand, hand in belt, and cold, blue, foreign eyes. Bite my sweet apple: try to strip me of my bark. Milk

Aye, Yea
Know he really wanna talk that talk
He can’t walk this walk
Like a toss Ima really go up like chalk
I’m her plug no caulk
And this bitch

boot - black boot 
Fast as hell like I'm at chez vous - chez vous
Ice cold make your face turn blue to cold too cold

You niggas quarter pounder eat you

Church, Church, Church, Church

Where'd it all begin
Pourin' 'crete on a job site
Paintin' on some trim
Caulk makin' my blue jeans white
Sittin' in