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bro i love kali uchis
Current mood:
restless
I know it sounds strange, but I used to count change On the counter at the grocery store, the bags I would arrange Now his face is looking kinda flustered He didn't know that I was my own hustler Baby, understand I don't need a man F*** me over, I'll f*** you worse then take off to Japan He thought I couldn't cross the street Without holdin' his hand And that if he did his dirt he'd get off with a reprimand
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