I'm in the spot with an apron, cooking rock for the paper,
Rocking crocs that favor mystery mix now n laters (we ain't sweet tho)
I got a plot for you haters, fukk your thot blot her makeup,
On your block, then play hop scotch with your gay son (still ain't sweet)
Rocking crocs that favor mystery mix now n laters (we ain't sweet tho)
I got a plot for you haters, fukk your thot blot her makeup,
On your block, then play hop scotch with your gay son (still ain't sweet)
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