Besos
After my study
i met this hottie in a
baby blue hoodie-
That said fear the D
but she said she likes me
casue I go to UIC
And still working on my degree
I date catholic school girls
love dimples and cute curls
your words all I need
cause there mellow like weed
and your just down the street
I see two diferent worlds,
cause I'm not stabled to be love birds
cause I'm blazed off your worlds
In a motion spinning
cause your besos are addicting
This is the way it goes
This is the way we roll
Cause everyday we are on our Besos
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