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A Gang Of Babies


I want a gang of children; I want a bunch of babies/

I want a gang of children; I want a bunch of babies/

 

Have the my legacy/ I want a gang of me's.

I want a gang of you's/ momma I'm made for you.

This one I penned for you/ look what blew in for you.

Tell me what's next for you/ love am I sexin you.

Might I connect with you/ a date of textin you.

Make me your secret boo/ make me your favorite too.

King is your favorite 2/ we playing favorites too.

Put on my cape for you/ not bought me saving you.

I'm thinkin 50; 50/ Push one up out your kidneys.

Ma we should name her Sydney/ let's have a Poitere.

Picasso Poitere/ a Reagan Alize.

Some twins/ to as we lay.

A gang of baby wipers/ a gang of baby diapers.

A store of teething rings/ lil momma promise me.

We got a bunch of babies/ let's have a gang of more.

Just meet me at the shore/ or somewhere we can pour.

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