candy

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that bitch like the candy
This is my ship I'm the Captain
I studied her addiction she got a habit she gotta have it
My drop top is automatic
My metaphors mechanics will toss you off the planet
Wait a second just do the math if
i kiss you and you kiss me
nd I left you grievin'
nothing can save you
And you know that ain't cool
and then you got high on candy
Then bagged shit up and got a key
and i want no dramatics but mathemtaics crunched
cus its red on this track and it packs a punch
i got a grim brunch and cup of punch
Ain't nobody tell me shit 'til I got a sack of drugs
Daddy-O told me this when I was still a young'un

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D-RED
Member since October 12 2017

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