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Ilmoita käännösongelmasta
With ill words and hoes on that curb
Gotta screw loose
I'm cuckoo
Mentally disturbed
But still smart enough
To hit this ♥♥♥♥♥ wit a rubber
And with ya wrinkle ♥♥♥♥♥
Hoe can’t be ya lover
But I still get the head
If you swallow with bubbles
I'm a Linwood ♥♥♥♥♥ I done traveled the world
Made a name for myself use to serve on the curb
Now my words worth a bird
I could front you a zip
Made a million in a year and I still ain’t trip
Bout to put my ♥♥♥♥♥♥ on make a million for them
Show you that you can make it without acting like them
Do you lil ♥♥♥♥♥ go out there and just get it
Gotta have a hardback
Because these ♥♥♥♥♥♥ gon’ whip it