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VERSE 1.For lack of a nicer way I can word itShe's got them eating dust whenever she's servingWhen they stunt, it's nothing to babyHer, cup runneth over, this Tumblr babyAfro on a hunnid, keep that retro bl…
All hail the king; been a minute since we got a proper full …
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