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Message In A Bottle Jack

black khakis, fatigues, and boots Still don't give a fuck about the law Still run with a pump in my car and fuck who you are You're fucking with a couple

the only ones with a dream I'm a grown ass man, this kid a teen You're a spoof of me like if hip hop did a Scream Audi Coupe, looking good so I went

her two dresses and some contact lenses Got a message in a bottle, hit the throttle in my carro Click and clack my semi auto cause I'm trying to see tomorrow Bought a

And if the playa hatas on the other side wanna talk (This a message from the Rydas) All of ya'll can eat a dick bitch I'm a keep puffin' my weed and

let life go So vital to a youngster, comin' up amongst street hustlers The big be the toucher's, since such a special place Givin' the ghetto a taste

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can?t remember a thing but you could take a picture trick, and view it like you got it at some my space 5 mega pixels that?s a lot fast so you?re a rapper or a

your ass with a genuine draft and ride off on a giraffe till its legs is broke sit alongside of the bay and watch those legs float wit' a message in a bottle

your ass with a genuine draft and ride off on a giraffe till its legs is broke sit alongside of the bay and watch those legs float wit' a message in a bottle