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- A very good drink they call Chaube that is almost as black as ink and very good in illness, especially of the stomach. This they…
- I'm cool with whatever. I'll just keep eating my bread, sipping my soup and serving my time. But the chicken is going to lay some…
- I gotta do it for the ladies and I gotta keep it hood. Where we at Polo? Eh I see you Rock? I'ma keep doing…
- I don't see how you can hate From outside the club you Can't even get in, Leggo Yellow model chick Yellow bottle sipping Yellow Lamborghini…
- Hey girl, I'm debating if I should take you home Should I take you home? I don't mean to keep you waiting But I just…
- Yeah, wish everyday was the summer time Waking up in afternoons baby this is slumber time Girls getting tan skin looking super fine Champagne sipping…
- Shining hard every second don't blink ho. If you aint sipping and you tripping better drink more.
- Write in my little vignettes, sipping Moet. Bitch when you vision me, you vision the best.
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