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think Matilda here
This extension is high demand for
This ratchet it's Brazilian hair
Y'all sat him in hot water
Like it stays on a silverware
I blend in
is well" I'm high as hell
I'll beat you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail

I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin'
Lay your nuts on the dresser
is well" I'm high as hell
I'll beat you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail

I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin'
Lay your nuts on the dresser
in the floor safe (In the ground)
To court side seats where the Warriors play (In The Town)
Yeah, young thick bitches drinking bottles like water
To take a walk in central park
And marvel at God's creation
But then
To be approached
By yet
Another Karen
Who forgot
That as a child
We were taught
To not
stay by the gate you are given
And remain in your place, for your season
And had the overfed dead but listened
To that high-fence, horse-sense, wisdom
to water vvs make me drown

Ew quarter pound ew get by the pound 
What the fuck you need cuz I can get it right now
Ain’t no middle man bitch my plug can’t
niggas close to heart
Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark
Cold part about it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
Tryna floss on him, blind to a broken
niggas close to heart
Who was a friend, now a ghost in the dark
Cold part about it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
Tryna floss on him, blind to a broken
Ireland needs a vision, an aisling
To move on from bacon and cabbage
Potatoes, leprechauns and jaysis Mrs Brown's Boys!
My Ireland is checking itself
After
selling tickets to a pity party
Now I'm holding my bankroll
Thick as queso
Got a real queen, she by my side, fuck these fake hoes
Me and Chris Waters got
you happy
Ultimately, give a man his food, some water, and a place to stay
And he'll shut the fuck up and go about his day
Little does he know, there's
drinkers by day, and bastards by dawn.

And I hope I will see you soon, 
And Ill be home come hell or high water, 
And I know I will see you soon. 

Gather
Sing peace into his breast
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest
For he comes, the human child
To the waters and the wild
With
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
Take off your wings for a set of wheels
holy water washed feet for some black high heels
If you want to raise hell then there ain't no need to put up
that reserves on high

Pride is not taught, its naturally within us
We can kill our pride by believing in Christ who saved us
Almighty Lord, forgive us,
Favorite white tee
With the stains in the collar
Loose belt loops and the jeans high water
Brown paper bag fruit snacks at the bottom
Bug juice with the blue
and arsenic
Where the carrots grow
Piss warm suger water where the
Summer canteen plus burn
Rubber like green is the new green, rubber
Neck froze, slows by
for the babies that’s not organically fed
Inflicted by crack heroin dirty water and Led
Still we make no excuses make something out of nothing really
Step by Step
Through the fire, through the flames

Come whatever may
Through the fire and flames I go for you
Come hell or high water
I burn for you
bottles.
She’d stick it in a microwave; leave.
Shake it up.
Warm water.
Couldn’t get her nature, but I had that similac,
Thinking bout whiskey.
Now, I know
parquet with a touch of gravy
That's brown seats
The motto is still fuck you, just pay me
My neighbor addicted to water, he stuck in the Navy
Same block
people to count now
Sniffing the brown brown
Mountains of cocaine and gun powder
This AK-47 is God
These shells are individual angels of death
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