Drop it low
• Written by Anti
Uh, drop it, drop it low, girl,
Like a sui-cide jumper bouncin
Off a Toyota
these movements got me thinkin bout discardin
All ya garments.
Just to bad to get that job you
Sold your only soul,
And God's probly not gon believe your dog ate it,
So even in the future when your body's cold,
Just suffice it to say you not gon need a blanket,
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Anti
Member since December 21 2017