bogus girls
I get on the beat and I beat that pussy like fuck that ..good girls gone bad...and bad girls gone bogus ...started off with Hookahs and Deejays and soccer players ..now she be in the VIP section with all the drugs dealers and they pass her around like a football that's how low she is ...forever high but never finished high school....bogus is her life ..she gon bogie on the streets....all in All there's no sleep ...shes up so she can get her next fix
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