Cycle
Spectator
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Wake up in the morn What's goin' on Check the time on my phone Shorty wakin' up my bone Starts to give me dome I proceed to hit this bong Pick it, pack it, light it, you know, how it, goes I buss, on her, face, I buss, on her, clothes I go for a piss Gotta wash my dick For these other mother fuckin' hoes Brush my teeth get a call from one of the bro's Whats up man where you at At this bitch crib Can I get that 20 sack Come grab me in like 20 min Send him location like I'm khabib As she cook me a munch I roll up a blunt Blaze it in the front Watch some goosebumps She goes to take a shower Tell her I'll be back in a few hour Homie pulled up outside I jump inside Head over to the other mother fuckin' side In her dm's I slide as we ride Pull up to the crew Head to the offie for some juice So high I dunno what to choose I grab a lil grey goose too I pull out the baller Spliff in my mouth gettin' smaller So high it's like I'm gettin' taller This bitch want me to call her She asking me to slide through It's not a long ting like a drive thru You know how we do It's the same cycle we just continue
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