Lletres: Afroman. Jobe Bells. Deck My Balls.

lick my balls with lots of sylivia

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tis the season to suck a drunk driver

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out of stye with ganster appearal

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stroll through the hood with a loaded double-barrel

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blazin blunts in a beat-up taurus

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baby gansters sellin dope for us

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digital scale to weigh and measure


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gettin over on the system brings me pleasure

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high as hell with dark sunglasses

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flunking all my stupid ass classes

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me and my homies kick it together

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drunk and high in real cold weather

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