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threats at my desk must be lee my cousin |
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i got the staxx and she got the sweats |
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breath baby breath chew ur lunchtime muffin |
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i am a fly at ur sweaty chest |
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i hate ur neck u despise my office |
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we made a deal we would stay the same |
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when we were high and we pictured business |
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blame it on the game lee ima blame it on ur name |
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so u need glasses to pack ur stash |
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ima sit put until u are long gone |
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fuck ur blood once and u screw ur cash |
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no looks related lee dark im so blond |
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up in this blood beef i still count cash |
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got a photo on my desk pretty face my cousin |
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long gone so lost but i cant give it to the trash |
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u and me lee and ur lunchtime muffin |
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we had glass up our gums |
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we were kissing |
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it was late |
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i was hurt |
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i was drunk |
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unsightly bulge is the bulge of promise |
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the pocketed lip holding bags of joy |
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u stick it to me like a packet of pommes |
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the pouch kicking in as its feeling the void |
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your crush has a face now the face is polite |
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no sleep be in sight u been up the whole while |
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if this doesnt share just what u had in sight |
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how to hunt down old lee now whos back in style |
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its growing inside u the need to swallow |
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the stash in the cooler wont last a month |
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the fat piece it carries will make u follow |
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u got ur provider u quit the hunt |
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the Real ease in this piece will make u shine |
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if U like it now u will love the next time |
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i wont let it go by U run this line |
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dip a pickle in the jameson, sip a drink of time |
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the wok at your show had a perfect chew |
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our unsightly bulge keeps our minds connected |
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i dip every piece as im looking at you |
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in the end of the mingle the night is erect |
