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happen right on the spot yea Crotch spot on the lot right on the spot ay Too bad I don't know what exactly what you want yea Bad experience make my
Britches? Y'all women Wear 'em britches with a hole In the crotch there 24 bucks for One pair! I'm like, 'Dadgum 24 bucks i got a whole drawer full of Them
Give her 5.5 to the liver I give her the fruits Now she call me the giver Fruits not the juice More like Fruit of the Loom I got her in undies I
laps flung wide, the distance well rounded A working circle All of our adjacent points equally distant from The center Fulcrum self, it's fruit
climb a tree Or something Why talk all?... Ayyyyy Trappin' on that shit like Ima get that bitch Take that bitch and put her head In my crotch, ima make
I am a giant Striding through dark halls alone A mint in the clover A crotch shot in the waiting room And then I fall away Past waves and smiles
in my lap Put her hand on my crotch and she told me she felt that Yea, yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea, yea Bandz I can't hear you boy can you repeat that
know that they owe me Pull her to the side line, watch She leaning to the front I touch Baby would you hold my crotch Frozen apples on my watch Popping
Gotta get you some ball support I tried Hanes and I tried fruit of loom But they never seemed to do what ball support do They make me feel good in all
the South will never rise again Now every man claims to be the toughest and the meanest But watch your crotch cos soon the losers'll be the wieners
They think they is what they not Go turn that shit up a lil notch I gotta ball like a I gotta ball like a crotch Two makaveli's like pac Don't play with
around Shoot it with Botox I'm going to town Catch the clap eat some moldy bread I'm cured up now My crotch healed up never slow me down Fruit roll up
"Apple from the garden?" "Yeah, it was delicious" "No, no. Mustn't do that. Forbidden fruit" "Oh I'm sorry I "Im joking" I'm alone in the car,
romantic fruit basket and some candles Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her She makes my Crowe
I am a giant Striding through dark halls alone A mint in the clover A crotch shot in the waiting room And then I fall away Past waves and smiles
the holy dog Smokey halls under pyramids the rollies smog OG fog the temple cellar dungeons may all hope be lost Jesus strange fruit may shoot the police
for Fruit's, foraging, cahoots No origins or proofs mahmoud Abdul Rauf Ayo chumps conniving, and dumpster diving Ayo chumps conniving, and dumpster
departing) Uh, mic in my crotch, I put my dick on a beat (ew) Bad bitch, and she fucking with me And my niggas keep it Kanye, talking Ultralight Beam I
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