I kill, kill, kill little girls I kill, kill, kill little girls It's such a thrill, thrill, thrill to the world When I kill, kill, kill little girls
I kill, kill, kill little girls. I kill, kill, kill little girls. It's such a thrill, thrill, thrill to the world when I kill, kill, kill little girls
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scrapes and bruises To the familiar abuses I'll kick and scream But it never changes anything I could spill my guts out Wearing my best little girl
pain, girl Caress your frame, get them worries off your brain, girl I'm in your corner do what you want it's your thing, girl Oppositess attract, but we one in the same, girl
apple of my eye girl Fulfillment of my dreams, time, will show the value Of just what you mean to me More precious than silver, more precious than diamond rings Or anything
bar tonight Well, this time I?m gonna make our dreams come true Well, I love you more than anything in the world Love, your baby girl Black Top, blue sky, big town full of little
fucked my line never stopped blingin Cubba, white, brown pills, you can name me anything There was nothin we wernt slingin Look at me now I'm singin At my little
still want to believe Anything could happen in this world For an ordinary girl Like you, like me For an ordinary girl Like you, like me For an ordinary girl For an ordinary girl
I just thought that you miss me a little when I'm gone Yeah, that you miss me a little when I'm gone Hey, you just tell me what you down for, anything
I just gotta say, I just gotta say Hey, I'm feeling you girl, wanna get close to you, no doubt My s-s-swagger should tell it more than anything can vouch Little
hands up if you feelin' this! I'm feelin' it girl! Ha ha! Are you feelin' this? Everybody get up! Here we go! Everybody now, make some noise All the girls
Anything for her) Know she goods avoiding you Put a little swag in your sex Swag Swag in your sex And that's how you keep her from becoming your ex Put a little
in this game, put shame to your name Attempted to rock in the same rank, as I fly six footer Beef looter, rhyme shooter, style maker Girl taker, bread
It's in my mind girl, I'm hopin' that it's you ('Cause things never seem to go my way) I've been hurt so many times before And I need a little somethin
