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dudes a bummy guy type that buys my fluffy 5s, loves getting high and jerking off guys/
pass him the pipe hes hitting it twice, thats how much he likes getting smoke in his eyes/
only time hes touched 9s when he bought some fake jordans from that ebay site/
only club he hits are those 900 lines, i heard that there for queers but yea be kind/
a real rhinestone cowboy and aint no doubt about it gayer than liberacci and damn proud of it/
oo i think that i've been hit, toker came w a barrage of some proverbial shit, but thats his whole list from his rap career bit/
you had best believe that i'm in the mile high club, ask your mom about it she'll say it was umm.. hyphen.
and i aint even hypin when i say you most closely liken a groedy bull dike an, your wack east coast grass has got your ass gassed thinking you can stand next to a man w a match/
suck my fords pipes talkin out your chevys ass, if that's a fact why would u complain of gas/
this dude's a frugeze a cold jiveturkey and his memories hazy, but thanks for the gravy, my compliments go to the lil old lady/
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