Lyrics:
Kangaroo head She put them babies in her pouch Im addicted she wicked and never ever slouch I put that dick up on her Now she hitting just like my pouched
could have stopped it But them hoes took your availability While shes alone mood swings she's feeling differently Head down lip pouched thinking that you
bags and a few came in pouched Probably caught a nigga trapping by the four way Swear to god in the trap i done moved hella weight How the hell im
and stamped with comfort we were pencil pouched by the clearest blue as our bricked boundaries became boundless on our asphalted adventure when we first learned
a fuck bout system Touch my fam You pouched like wild cat Only make time to make money and to have sex I ain't got time for these niggas that said You only
if you stealin you got pouched who you gone doubt know these haters run they mouth bet he tap out let this glizzy win this bout then we headed south
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