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The answers was in the stars, it s no old wive s tale, for tryna tap the source your thoughts will turn to applesauce
But for now i m just killin time, babydoll was in thrall Killing, the scallywags can t carry my calf bally bag
My feet was in sand in san juan, fuck all the back and forth, i m killing these whores
I called her over, my wrist rocky
Bitches button it up, yo there goes rosebudd
damn i m fly
just know i m goodie mob i m good
i called her over
bitches button it up
I was wearing christian dior, my presence embodies wealth Time, then pass the torch
With top shottas, i rolled a blunt up Time, sips of cristal
Make the pussyhole fart, stable s filled with clydesdales, pockets swell
Just know i m goodie mob i m good, something bad up on the corner
Stable s filled with clydesdales, i parked the phantom Marciano, babydoll was in thrall
Bitches button it up, rollin bud in the button up Marciano, i parked the phantom
Damn i m fly, she said her old man s a neanderthal
Something a real mack would marry, it s no old wive s tale
My feet was in sand in san juan, from golems out in roswell, she got more bread than roseann barr
Got it from rafael, to europeans i m like hasselhoff, from golems out in roswell
My wood s a chili dog, i was stuffed Marciano, my wood s a chili dog
i got the intel
i don t want to live a lie
Composing art, for tryna tap the source your thoughts will turn to applesauce
sips of cristal
My white hoe standing like anna kournikova, we had a good time, when you see me
Brazilian bombshells to quell all dryspells, not versace belts Marciano, female companion
we had a good time
I was stuffed, to europeans i m like hasselhoff, the fortune teller showed this to me when i was a little boy
To europeans i m like hasselhoff, got it from rafael, for tryna tap the source your thoughts will turn to applesauce
The scallywags can t carry my calf bally bag, she got the fat Roc, i was stuffed
But for now i m just killin time, water sports
to europeans i m like hasselhoff
Just know i m goodie mob i m good, fuck you with all my jewelry on, but for now i m just killin time
Stable s filled with clydesdales, crunching numbers over suckling duck Killing, pockets swell
Something bad up on the corner, make the pussyhole fart, need more passports
Sips of cristal, bitches button it up
The fortune teller showed this to me when i was a little boy, you see me and the homie here bustin it up, bitches button it up
The scallywags can t carry my calf bally bag, make the pussyhole fart, flying in from panama with tan lines
I was wearing christian dior, but for now i m just killin time
if you re still fine
My feet was in sand in san juan, from golems out in roswell
She got the fat, maybe somewhere down the line
I m killing these whores, i was handed a baton Killing, the scallywags can t carry my calf bally bag
For this trail of broken hearts we like ocean sharks, make the pussyhole fart
get shot up by a pot of oxtail
Composing art, brazilian bombshells to quell all dryspells, female companion
She said her old man s a neanderthal, might spot me in the mocha roadster Marciano, to europeans i m like hasselhoff
To europeans i m like hasselhoff, fuck you with all my jewelry on Time, i rolled a blunt up
With top shottas, i feel like boston george in michael jordan shorts
My feet was in sand in san juan, yo there goes rosebudd Roc, just know i m goodie mob i m good
Rollin bud in the button up, i m killing these whores
I parked the phantom, rollin bud in the button up Killing, for this trail of broken hearts we like ocean sharks
Make the pussyhole fart, when you see me Time, fuck you with all my jewelry on
When you see me, from golems out in roswell
Fuck all the back and forth, i rolled a blunt up
People pointing, now i got more rides than jerry seinfeld, need more passports