save ur prays!! u aint gon butter me up w some condiments
u fart straight into ur pussy cuz ur buttholes covered up by the bottom lips
u dont get on the mic an roc the fire
u ride a bike and eat ur dinner out of diapers
cant tell if u jamiacan or a wookie
last date u got was the expiration label on ya pussy
look donkey kong. ill catch u humming the bologna song
call me but my phone is off. talk tuff but u should stop with all the phoning talk.
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Originally Posted by DMS
My dad once had like 4 beers at a family reunion, and drove us home better than my mom usually drives.
Not saying being drunk doesn’t mess up you reasoning. I’m turning 20 soon so I haven’t had a drink ever.
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