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in the sky and I was on the run, getting messed up on the tightend She dont want no fun, but She wanna stay the night and Roses and some guns Shower
ain't with the hype man Go ahead then, tell me what your price is Mine's is a hundred, sike, bitch, I'm priceless I'm at Ford Field like a tight-end
it slow Wait until your deal come round Don't you let that deal go down Since you poured the wine for me And tightend up my shoes I hate
can say Black and white can not explain So paint me lifeless grey Paint me darkest black Tightend rope will never slack To free the chosen few
Coming in feeling strong Blowing my horn I know my enemy My aim is strong And I´ll never gonna drop from my tight-end rope Never gonna lose my
can say Black and white can not explain So paint me lifeless grey Paint me darkest black Tightend rope will never slack To free the chosen few
me likey Once you step inside Don't be frightened This tight-end Throw it ‘Ya catch it Just smash it End zone ‘Ya dancing I'm happy Exciting Excite me
Vibin Trapping ain't dead you niggas just frightened You need a fix Finagal he'll get you tightend My trap be lit yea it's piping Fuck what you hyping
coochie like a desert nigga no walls But that sitting right huh no flaws She blew my bill up in Buffalo Watch my giant grow She got a Tennessee tight-end
you see the light Imma make a right like a tight-end And then a left like a guy-blend Man how much money I might spend Ain't all a likeable question I
for war, I should a worn my Army Jacket Tightend the grip but been better if my momma had it We'll be better off soon, go ahead an almanac it
looking like Fugazi Call a blitz on the money with the Raiders In Miami with the dolphins But my nigga’s gators Tightend blocking All my haters Action
Horn Yeah them tight-ends a problem While each DBs owning islands With a couple running backs Ready for 1 on 1s Ohhh forgot to mention about them
like a tightend Flirty young n***a bet my mouth will make yo bitch bend Smoking woods back to back think I'm kin to Tarzan Gotta re up trap been moving
slidin Yeah Bitch I'm tryna make the wave that sunk Poseidon Yeah, yeah I'm really on the field baby like a tight-end Ay bitch, why you got some friends
on the block like a tight-end I'm out in Florida, it's me and my white friend It's about what you do in, the hyphen No niggas ain't get that part right then
the game and told me run with it She got that nice head, best thing out since sliced bread I'm a touchdown in that pussy, I'ma tightend I've been lit up
where we do the toss Know we backing the run and we leading the rush We can kick it wherever zvlada we trust Having motion we orbit sum like a tightend
knows if he did it or not They never thought of that when they tightend the knot Burn, burn, burn the papers screamed out loud Die, die, die sang
right here?) Eat a booty like a tight-end, I attack that Full metal in the bank, gotta have that Full metal on the whisk, gotta add that I'm
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