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Sadity demons

Sadity demons

Sadity demons

Sadity demons on the way man

Gang ice bands hoosier dad fuck it!

I can see yo trousers, the drip that you got suspicious

When I cook I do not clean I say babe can you wash the dishes

His bitch barely know my name but she just know I get the riches

I be adding all these dividends no I didn't see the difference

She just talking to me crazy I'm like bitch you not my baby

When I buss I get real lazy

Need that 2 toned coupe Mercedes

But that lexus outta do

It don't matter the color, that shit just gone do what do

Bro I Luv the luxury coupes

She just talking such n such like ew she in up in my ear

I don't got my glasses on so my vision ain't way too clear

This car from 97 no it ain't no camera in the rear

I barely go on dates so I can't take yo ass to Navy Pier

New dolce g cologne that I put on

Bro from the six yeah that's the zone

I hate the bitch she did me wrong

These rubies red, they freaky stones

I need the bitch I might take the clone

I need the racks just leave me alone

And I hate the bitch don't call my phone

Drip bsr, it's cut sewn

Recently, o recently

I need get up out the state

And shout out vasha she be twisting my hair like every day

I be moving way too fast yes I think I'm just outer space

I just need this freaky lil girl to just give me face

Okay okay okay okay…

Bitch

Bro got 30 on him curry these niggas be geeking

All these bitches blood sucking thots these hoes they

Be leaching I be moving fast I be creeping this lil bitch she tweaking

Bro got 30 on him curry these niggas be geeking

All these bitches blood sucking thots these hoes they

Be leaching I be moving fast I be creeping this lil bitch she tweaking

Sadity demons

Sadity demons

Sadity demons

Sadity demons

Sadity demons

Sadity demons

Sadity demons

Sadity demons

Sadity demons