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FIELD MOB Hit It For Free Lyrics
Man I use to be stressed for bread. dead broke, jackin' off thinkin about big
Butts and daggets in bed. I been a crook I done took paychecks and fled. 3
Things I hate:whores, red-necks and feds. I had this one bithch told me its 100
To fuck and $50 jus to test the head. thhuuee! didn't eat when I colud go to
Churches and get a cheaper chicken wit bigger breast and legs. I ain't finna
Floss checks and stunt only time I pay for cat be at chinese restaunt. ia
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Butts and daggets in bed. I been a crook I done took paychecks and fled. 3
Things I hate:whores, red-necks and feds. I had this one bithch told me its 100
To fuck and $50 jus to test the head. thhuuee! didn't eat when I colud go to
Churches and get a cheaper chicken wit bigger breast and legs. I ain't finna
Floss checks and stunt only time I pay for cat be at chinese restaunt. ia
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Songwriters: CRAWFORD, DARION T. / JOHNSON, SHAWN T. / BOBO, ERIC C. / WESTMORELAND, GUY A.
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