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So so crazy how one question got me tripping... Em but it ain't too bad... So so no need for the sipping... Nonetheless I wouldn't mind having Tequila... On Tuesdays... 3 dolla holla for Margaritas... Free... Tortillas is what I need... Plus more salsa and the waiter to pick up speed... Similar to my parents when I was 16... House Keys Equals Trust Thank God for Psychology... And honestly honesty and some memories... Trying to forget the day When I Seen my parents Sexually... Getting On... About to 6 in the morn... Oh that was TMI? But y'all want me to testify? Homogeneous to Common... Rapping until I see the coffin... Or not exactly... Rather be propped... Something like Fernando... De Jesus Diaz Last name Beato Sweater Jays on his feet But could he shoot a free throw? One more chance To show folks romance... I pray Not to go Through the same Circumstance... I need God... ~3:Piece Enzo
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