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Jeremy Brzozowski
Jeremy Brzozowski
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Jeremy Brzozowski
Jeremy Brzozowski
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Cause I'm dope, motherfucker, I'm dope You can come try me if you think I won't Got cush in the back, motherfucker, we smoke I'm blessed with a curse, well at least I'm dope Bitch, I'm dope Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, okay Dope, whoa, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, okay I'm dope, but I really love that thick red bone with a fat ol' ass God damn, mama, I'ma have to tap God damn, little mama, I'ma have to tap I'm just dealin' with the voices in my head Keep my money in a VCR, runnin' my back in the head From a bitch that I just met Yeah, the ass lookin' right in a pussy so wet Like I ain't got nothing to say Got cus in the back, motherfucker, I'm dope You can come try me if you think I won't Got cus in the back, motherfucker, we smoke I'm blessed with a curse, well at least I'm I'm dope but I really love that Take a red bone with a fat old ass God damn mama I'ma have to tap God damn lil mama I'ma have to tap I'm just dealing with the voices in my head Keep my money in a VCR under my bed Get your head from a bitch that I just met Hear the ass looking right in her pussy so wet Like I, your crazy bitch but you fuck so good I'm on top of it when I dream Enjoying you all night Scratches all down my back, keep it low I'm dope motherfucker I'm dope You can come drive me if you think I won't Got cushy in the back motherfucker we smoke I'm blessed with a curse well at least I'm dope Bitch I'm dope Whoa whoa we dope Whoa whoa gay Dope Whoa whoa we dope Whoa whoa gay Bitch I'm dope, bitch I know Pour a cup and smoke my dope Bitch I'm dope, bitch I know Pour a cup and smoke my dope Get it lit and fucking hoes I'm stacking up big rolls I'm Michigan gone roll 616 let's go Yo they blowing up the bendo Baby like the kendo You can try to catch up homie but you can't do Money never fold no Baby take a photo Sorry got it, sorry got it, sorry got it go do Baby why why you always calling Why why why why I'm out here balling Baby why why you always calling Why why why why I'm out here balling No matter what I do All I see me think about is you Even on channel with my boo Girl you know I'm crazy over you See the way that we are Is the reason I stay And as long as you're here with me I know I'll be okay Cause I'm dope motherfucker I'm dope You can come drive me if you think I won't Got cushy in the back motherfucker we smoke I'm blessed with a curse with a lease I'm dope bitch I'm dope I'm dope ok No, woah, woah, wait, oh-oh, woah, cage
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