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Testo Dabs
We can dab it up while we talk
Why should I stop?
My eyes on your thighs think it's heaven you above
View tame flame dabbing in the wax
When it's hot put it on a skillet that's alright
Contact instantly back on my lab
You gon' be there for a minute you lost in my eyes
And that hip was wicked it was your first time And she glad she did it with me
Now we can save it all get ahead find some tree
We don't gotta burn it up
These dabs in your ass got me in a trance
Say she pulling down my pants do it girl
Look my sky no hands she swallowing my juniors
Be our only plan I'm down
East drop like Miss Pac Man
God damn hoe here I go again
We can dab it up while we talk
Why should I stop?
My eyes on your thighs think it's heaven you above
I find it necesary that you hear me from the heart
Cash spraying OG and you be at it just when starts If you ain't deving you lacking it's but a dab what's happening
Come to the OC and smoke like cash
A clean high feel OG like
Please leave aisle 501's in air me high
You know where to get some I be she guarantee to get sprung
When you get ones
Feel like a clit lead peace up
You bury it up while we talk
Or after we fuck in the park
After the dark brightning on the sea saw
I don't give a fuck if he oh, she saw
Why should I stop?
My eyes on your thighs think it's heaven you above
View tame flame dabbing in the wax
When it's hot put it on a skillet that's alright
Contact instantly back on my lab
You gon' be there for a minute you lost in my eyes
And that hip was wicked it was your first time And she glad she did it with me
Now we can save it all get ahead find some tree
We don't gotta burn it up
These dabs in your ass got me in a trance
Say she pulling down my pants do it girl
Look my sky no hands she swallowing my juniors
Be our only plan I'm down
East drop like Miss Pac Man
God damn hoe here I go again
We can dab it up while we talk
Why should I stop?
My eyes on your thighs think it's heaven you above
I find it necesary that you hear me from the heart
Cash spraying OG and you be at it just when starts If you ain't deving you lacking it's but a dab what's happening
Come to the OC and smoke like cash
A clean high feel OG like
Please leave aisle 501's in air me high
You know where to get some I be she guarantee to get sprung
When you get ones
Feel like a clit lead peace up
You bury it up while we talk
Or after we fuck in the park
After the dark brightning on the sea saw
I don't give a fuck if he oh, she saw
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