Saturday, August 4, 2012

turn bry out...

don't wake me up.up.up

looking for you babe. searchin for you babe.

rack city biish.

if you don't get shawty.
you don't get to go.

i'mma be up with them owls just to see you when you out.

super rich kids.

pouritdownyikes

drop it like ya single even tho you got a man.

chief like an indian talking to clouds.

you got models i got bottles.

too many bowls of that green no lucky charms.

we headin to the top.
if you comin. come on.

i ball. i ball like kobe in the fall.

wont say a thing. about the way you look at me.
except for. i like the way.

its gonna be a hell of  a night.

ice cold

she fell in love with a dope boy.

>>>me

dont cha wanna know.
what gerls are made of.
dont cha wanna try.
my sugah & spice.
its real nice.

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