Friday, November 2, 2012

Random Flow

While ya'll be on dat hating shit I be on dis paper chase Countin Stack$ on you hoes Making it rain on you crows. Mila be the name they say Ask ya man he blown away He see's dis ass He drops his glass And ask me fo a lil dance I pick it up & drops it low Now he's hard in his pants Asks Me For A One Stand Sorry Boo I Gotta A Man *.* A Lil Sumthin Sumthin. Damn I Swear Being Wit Him Has Me Gone *.*

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