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Bryson Taylor Azgau
Bryson Taylor Azgau
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Alexandre Waschgau
Alexandre Waschgau
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Break your bitch's seal, run up then I void her warranty Fuck talkin' 'bout me– explore both your sexualities Loaded with the sauce, I'ma turn you to a pastry You're up in her DMs? I'm up in my fuckin' PJs Break your bitch down like I'm 049, and I'm Always in her pants like my name is Calvin Klein Fuck around and find out lately I been hearin' whispers Turn your back on me, bitch, and I'll gaslight your sister Feel like a wendigo the way she's gettin' under my skin So many Tinder girls lined up I heat it up like I'm Brim Flip a pancake on you while I'm hittin' it from the back I show my buddies back at home and now I been rollin' in stacks Always hit, never miss, my attention span's fucked Swipe up, see a bitch, tape strafe in her guts Tough luck she sucks they swallow them nuts They ask "what are we?" Jack shit, that's what Break your bitch's seal, run up then I void her warranty Fuck talkin' 'bout me– explore both your sexualities Loaded with the sauce, I'ma turn you to a pastry You're up in her DMs? I'm up in my fuckin' PJs Break your bitch down like I'm 049, and I'm Always in her pants like my name is Calvin Klein Fuck around and find out lately I been hearin' whispers Turn your back on me, bitch, and I'll gaslight your sister Break your bitch's seal, run up then I void her warranty Fuck talkin' 'bout me– explore both your sexualities Loaded with the sauce, I'ma turn you to a pastry You're up in her DMs? I'm up in my fuckin' PJs
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