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I ride in a Chrysler in the back
Your bay is on me, god damn
My Head is Shining-Rodman
I wake up at the baby’s house
I have ice painted on my pockets
Brulies laugh, her ass is nice
Baby, I’m playing-merchandise
She writes to me, I throw dice

She writes to me, I throw dice
She writes to me, I throw dice
She writes to me, I throw dice
Brulies laugh, her ass is nice
She writes to me, I throw dice
She writes to me, I throw dice
She writes to me, I throw dice
Brulies laugh, her ass is nice