playoff pelt - kymbree lyrics
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[verse 1]
i take her to dinner
i cover the bill
i take her home
and give her the dill
if she leave me it’s gon’ k!ll me
she gon’ feel me
i wake up because of you
i got a glock ain’t no 22
i got a pistol too
load up the mag
my bullets and bills be blue
but blue don’t look good on you
don’t ever leave me
that’s my fear
drivin’ so fast in a rarri
can’t even steer
if i had a wish
it would be that you were here
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