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She was five seven one twenty-five

Man, loose lips with those thighs (Uh)

Couldn’t just let her walk by (right), I ain’t a thirsty fine upstanding member of society

But right about now my throat was gettin real dry

Shoo this ****, had to be the cutest ****

I seen in a long time and I don’t do this ****, like

Runnin up on hoes, what up ma, I’m X

Cause you know how this goes, come on ma, I’m X

We just chill, sat and talk to the first light

And for the first time I didn’t **** on the first night

And it was aight, shorty was a thorobred

Like “Belly”, we ain’t ****, she just gave me head, for real