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love well that's fake news
I'll put my bitch on The Shade Room
Saying I'll make that bitch famous
But I'll be the reason she's great
Ball so hard I might

to light a stove pipe petty
There's not enough room for my own typesetting
Let alone, distracted in a way you couldn't track if in the snow
On another plane,

a stove pipe petty
There's not enough room for my own typesetting
Let alone, distracted in a way you couldn't track if in the snow
On another plane, afraid

the noise
Please show me twice if I ain't get the memo
These days I gotta fend these ops with an elbow
These days I
These days I gotta tango
I learned things

touch her elbows
Two bitches with me one black and one red bone
Hundreds in my pocket let the ones on the dance floor
Yeah that pussy good but baby do you

at the moon
A mound in the route's
Now a mountain to move
Look, L.Óbuachalla
Dental removalist
Empty grills
Elbows ain't humorous
Take shit to heart but I aim

from ashy elbows, to loungin on Melrose

Stayin in the best suites for weeks

In (?) sheets, alone while you cryin at home

By the phone, hopin I'll

Every day waking up
From that dream again where I was stuck
With my arms in my shirt
And I can't seem to ever get them out
Or an elbow pressed into

her lips
My auras projected the way that I walk in a room
I know that I'm handsome milly rockin I'm keeping em dancing
Ten steps ahead of them now I got

never mentioned you
She give me face
I'm getting cake,
Grip on her waist just to hold her in place
Shorty so wet man she full like a vase
Book us a room

Relax and take notes, we learning, observing
The time of day we sit back and slow burning
Putting in work, use that elbow grease
Work harder, play

of the head and
I go to the back of the room, she give me dome
Pop at your dome
Bitch go home
I am alone
Slob on meat bitch smoke on my cone
Fuck on my sleep

All About Technic

U.T.F.O.

Doin' It!

of guys in the room
Ice, tell me what this young lady would do
(Go) (go) (go) to him 
(Go) (go) then to him 
Then to him, to me, my man B-Fyne, E, Doc,

souls
I'm helpless when it comes to that
Leaving roses at your doormat
I ain't trying to impose
Leaving room to grow plus more for our elbows
Don't let me

now bring it up slow
Make ya knees touch ya elbows put on a show throw it in a circle
Hit it to the beat show me how you work that
Ass when under seats

flow
I came to know
That I reap what I sow
You can pinch my elbow
I'm not dreaming no mo
The grass is always greener
Doesn't Mean I can't grow
Give me

fangs
In some black angus
What's beef huh
Shit if you ask me it's dangerous
This that yacht flow
On the move
Pullin the anchor up
My whips 2 doors
Room

naked in my bed
When sleep has cut my strings
She curls and pulls me in and shares
The warmth from her webbed wings
Curse the claws upon my elbow
My

nights I'm waiting long
Saturdays we takin' off
Sunday might be by myself
In my room
Bakin' off
But baby off her short fuse
Like to use those hands a lot

a cruise 
But I book it with you double beds in the room
And I can’t back out now 
Even though I get seasick
My mind’s filled with regret
My stomach is too

undone 
This too shall be undone
This too shall be undone

Peep the portrait, inside the frame, on the wall, in the room
Inside the house, on a street in

the main vein
I been runnin' the same game
Same Circles till I stop
and I start to wain
Or you try and maintain
Living life love pain 
Got my elbows

Punished by God for fashion faux pas. Eating with elbows on the table. And I’m so fucking drained. Cute underwear all period stained. To all

Punished by God for fashion faux pas. Eating with elbows on the table. cnd I'm so fucking drained. Cute underwear all period stained. To all