she would walk in a store...people wore clothes.
they, them ho's
didnt need to know...
me
simply, goodbye we...didnt work out
no sure man i doubt
we out of the paper
that keeps me rapier
the song, the naper
republican bait
walmart wait
dont pull so hard
i need a rake for the backyard
thats where i oughtta be
where many leaves turn blessed trees
disease? he please's
as long as you knee
for free i would do him
love him
go him
plumbob done do rob
simple of this course
i would, of course
we are worse to him
problem is
where them?
wrong be robber
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