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Shorty got curves n yes


Shorty got curves n yes shorty to stay right Put n engine in her back pocket n I bet bb gurl Take flight No nasty boi u need to wake up with after the mess But if u tryn keep em make sure he loaded n you come before all the rest.. Every single day you should be on the front covers of every arctile n n all magazines Cause the baddest thing right here is you An let em have a photo so It can last longer then there First beauty queen I can spit 100 more words that keep with a smile N I do it forever just to tell the world how no chick ever shine Betta then u mama be Now..you better then winning the lottery in all 50 states if it was ur or them I stay broke forever N work a burger king just so I can provide u the best dick n a home to where u no u always safe . It's u who fell from above n it's I call u my grace
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