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Heavy Heavy Low Low Kids Kids Kids

when the line between truths is as shallow as your breath when you sigh all we become are echoes of what we once were like cheap red lipstick and whore

When the line between truths is as shallow as your breath when you sigh all we become are echoes of what we once were like cheap red lipstick and whore

respect to To the man that's made a difference in my world And although most men are hoes, he goes on the down low 'Cuz I never heard about him with

got a hood bitch fetish I don't want her number unless she hood bitch ready Gettin' money, still off in the hood heavy I'm addicted, I can't help it,

in on third With blurred vision and precisely placed slurred words we started kissin' Man listen it was like a scene bad B movie with a very low budget

feel good with my son on my chest I wanna quit but I?m one of the best Fuck around, I might run to the west Lay low and get blunted to death Niggaz is

they really getting flagrant Flagging down my spaceship, sergeant sniffing for a fragrance Yayo, yayo, he wanna sniff the yayo Flying saucer on the hasa in the casa just to lay low

's difficult, it's very tough I said to the man who'd been sleeping rough To sit within a fragrant breeze All among the nodding trees That hang heavy

of you Grab a friend, see I can have fun with two Or me and you put on a stage show And the mall kids, that's how to change low From them you heard "