with little or no force This heavy but low voice making ladies go moist Don't front, people killed off the joint, there's no choice Huh, I'm running my
is low I say a prayer for all of mine Searching for a fix and any broken times I let my ankle feed my hunger pain Plotting with my brother from another
little or no force This heavy but low voice making ladies go moist Don't front, people killed off the joint, there's no choice Huh, I'm running my mouthpiece