Friday, May 20, 2011

Bars//

And we puff this weed like we are magic dragons

No common sense like a dollar is common but no-one has change so how can we make sense//


To have bitch next to me, mollie/ is pure ecstasy

Chillin watching dave chappelle// Know i don't kiss n tell// quarters flipped like wishing wells// come at me ill bring you hell// So no i don't wish you well//

Wonders why im spittin flame//
Cus im just adding L's to the fame//


Wanna cook me past medium, I'm well done//

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