Baby doll it’s you and me trippin towns,I’m holdin you tightly by the hand, rippin down those dripping frowns, no more castles made of sand! Platinum Plated placemats you used to roll your bud, I say kick the cows out the crib with mouths all full of cud, our eyes now locked, can’t turn away, haters numbers blocked, it’s you my world rocked to stay! My pistols packed and locked.
Yeah slay me just to resurrect a golden lions body, I’ll melt with you we belt a few to loosen up your naughty! .Now we got a groove on, big bottoms gotta drop. In the back room I put the move on, all night until we pop!
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