lick my balls with lots of sylivia
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tis the season to suck a drunk driver
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out of stye with ganster appearal
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stroll through the hood with a loaded double-barrel
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blazin blunts in a beat-up taurus
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baby gansters sellin dope for us
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digital scale to weigh and measure
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gettin over on the system brings me pleasure
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high as hell with dark sunglasses
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flunking all my stupid ass classes
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me and my homies kick it together
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drunk and high in real cold weather
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