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noble ways She hides her calfskin handbag 'Gator shoes and the goose down duvet She links vaccinations and autism No need for any pesky facts Measles mumps
Red alert, Boss Metal Zone Red alert (You are given a calfskin wallet on your birthday) You've been grinding nine to five Mining just to stay
and in each calfskin glove Here but for the glory of Rome
gonna wear I even put Chanel On her ears Going to the mall with the calfskin bag Broke bitches always asking about the price tag It cost like five racks
know That everything'll be alright Pearl snap shirts and calfskin boots Long dresses and big 'ol hair When that fiddle starts to playin' And that band
Red alert, Boss Metal Zone Red alert (You are given a calfskin wallet on your birthday) You've been grinding nine to five Mining just to stay
a pennyless man, I tell him booty, and that make him understand. DO IT FRUITY LOOTY PUT WHEELS ON HIM GO AHEAD AND DO IT Distant weather, calfskin leather,
Do you like our owl? Calfskin wallet Butterfly jar There's a wasp crawling On your arm What if I go north Disappear Would you come after me? Hunt me?
ere ounces, Now I’m fine dining in restaurants n lounges, Booking flights 3k for the round trip, Calfskin on the kicks spent a monkey on the Outfit,
don’t mind I feel like a spy sometimes Soft calfskin boots On a rooftop right next to you Truth has been told But more often they look for gold I feel
slow down like woah nelly Trying to go where my ghosts tell me Stay away from these hoes tell him Baby steps to my goals yea With this Cucinelli calfskin
no ho Everybody stuck on gangsta, they just wanna crash out, they ain't seen nothin' go Calfskin on my slides, I should be on GQ, I'm so glu You
calfskin gloves The only hand your wheel to touch I said ladies shouldn't drive nice cars They're only gonna break our hearts Ladies shouldn't drive nice
on You cannot pass This is all for us The doors are locked, the lines are drawn Our calfskin gloves and bonnets on You can't pass You've no appetite
appeased by the deities While the naive? with the thieves I lay back in fatigues With the calfskin sleeves Moral of the story is I'm Fallin in the DeLorean
Your crooked halo shining in the sun My heart is beating like a calfskin drum Savor the laughter dripping off your tongue Jenny, you get to me
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