we take um from the pew's -turn um straight into night diva's-street seekers something living without reason
trick pleasen- stacken paper with no ending- pussy allways winns on the street so who's grinning
sweet splittin,grain grippin, lean sippin, swisher smokin, police rollin -slow motion
west coast'n over east to F-L , oakland
pimp toast it
feel the goblet frost toasty
fingertips smellin lyke the weed that im rolling-bacground noise of the girls on the bed as they holding
point on"it was a good day - i love the world"
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