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Tec
Tec
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Tec SPIT FAX
Tec SPIT FAX
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Tec SPITFAX
Tec SPITFAX
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Lyrics

Come on baby, come on baby, back into my arms
In these arms where you lay baby
Ain't no stressin' for a second, it's okay baby
You a blessing, shit gets messy but I'll stay baby
Hit the spliff and we'll be seshin', hit that J baby
Bitches may hate me, only thing I feel is love from you
Love it when we hug, cuddle
Haters rlly dug mud up
I made it out the mud puddle
Just from hustlin' my music
All my muscles keep on movin' as I tussle for improvement
All the substance I'm abusing helps escape from the mess
Preach what I say with my chest, people can't hang with the best
Speak what I say to existence, manifestation's perfected
I ain't felt sane in a minute, that's why my brain is a wreck
Come on baby, back into my arms
Written by: Tec SPIT FAX, Tec SPITFAX
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