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make this writing into a song The smell hit her first — warm and sweet, like sunshine caught in a jar. Apricot jam. It stayed in the air like childhood memories that never quite

Mos Life Yo, Mos life, let me break it down real tight, You a pussy, fake thug, can't even start a fight, Shit terrorist, the only thing you can blow, Is your gay sex doll, bro

[Male vocals].[Verse 1:] We went from rags to riches (Yeah) Project fences to livin' luxury Now we live luxury Straight out that bottom, nobody gave nothing to me Be careful while fuc

[Male vocals].NO ME VENDAS CUENTOS No me vengas con excusas, que de cuentos ya entendí. No me vengas con excusas, que de historias ya aprendí. No me hables con sonrisas, si tu boca no hay si