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Lutanda Hugh Wilkie
Lutanda Hugh Wilkie
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If she fine that's a speeding ticket I ain't pleading Put your pride aside Fuck a dollar sign Even blind you can see we party with the demons Turn the party up I can prada her, but I ain't proud of her Ain't loud enough Gotta go get new gas your shit ain't strong to us Why does it never last us long enough Better pass it for my tolerance I think the cops are on to us They stop and stare to follow us Shit crazy I'll get you plays, but if your boy don't pay then I go crazy Bitch you turned the page, but now I'm burning haze in AMG Never shore cause life a beach Chase a nut like sandy cheeks, but I'm selling dreams Tell her ces't la vie We taking off I know we taking off Ces't la vie She baking up and now she take it off Ces't la vie Ces't la vie Take it off for me Ces't la vie No ways Bring me coals to light my shish She know I like her features might just fly her to the Z Know its Roma off aroma we the loudest in Kariba We roaming in the Rover shorty counting the madibas But she ain't rolling my- She ain't rolling my leaves ayy I can't sleep I live a dream Too descret I'm never seen VSOP Hennesy we sipping on the remedy And if she making emenies it's better talk Bitches like I'm Diddy made the city pop Why you call him killy? He ain't never killy Say you keep it really, but you really not Body shots Make her kitty pop I don't pop no pilly I don't don't no dealy But if he talking silly then we really talk We gon make em dance do the Milly rock She wanna see the face she think i'm famous now Made it to the cape, but I'm not saving her Just cause I got plays you ain't playing me Ain't blaming me Still I sell her dream tell her ces't la vie We taking off I know we taking off Ces't la vie She baking up and now she take it off Ces't la vie Ces't la vie Take it off for me
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