BARS.....I SPIT THIS TO A CANIBUS TYPE BEAT.....
Radio active radio airwaves of the north galaxies of Beltran
Yes Carlos the outfield with the leather glove on his left hand
I remember more bars than you forgot to forget
I spit flames of fire that are hot when lit
Bars bars bars bars...bars I do adore
Write your lyrics on the paper...I'll bite them for sure
Honey bumble bee...
Honey humble me
Make me squirt nut in less than a minute
Pussy pussy pussy....I never get in it
I bust on thighs....
Fat rotisserie thighs....
Of guys. ...
Speaking of fags...
Hi dad
Choosing walking with me
Dj woooooooo kid
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