It's May 21, 2024, 08:50:39 AM
*hook*When the lights go outno stories stolen the parties goin my Corona's overflowinshe's showin me slowly by pullin me closely, she want's to roll with meby breathin the seeds of weeds i'm feelin free to be meeach leave seems to sing things to the ones that happen to see greenit's sick how i spit, like i'm infected with shitwhen a bitch has been hit, looks like her clit has been splitfrom dancing to drinkin, we getting tipsy and i'm thinkinno sleepin, don't sleep in, time to be freakin, bitch it's the weekendlose the clock, no time to watch your watchthe spots hot, shake it like you in shock just givin it what you gotdim the lights when i'm in sight no fights just relax tonightit's the middle of the night no strife, stay up you'll be alrightdon't hold back, just hold your sack, put a hold on the mac'sfrom just getting cracked to black on black no beef needs to be stackedpublic announcement ain't the meaning of the trackno war in Iraq, just fiends in the lac, teens with cognac, and a party that's packedDYNAMIC