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The Futures Look, I got a hole in my hand But hey fuckers, I still do what l can My handcuffs, I make a click, click, click on your hands I don't so care about you coming in first Oh baby, baby, can you handle me? I got a good cup and cup thing in me Oh baby, baby, get up back to me Oh baby baby can you handle me? I got a good cup and cup thing in me Oh baby baby get no bad to me I rest against the pull of gang of Speed Martina Higgins baby always ready to shoot When I take her out you are scared you poop I come to your house with my police too And I find you my friend when you eat your soup I'm the spinner, the winner Box of future to singer Gerda, my baby once say In bed I'm not a beginner I do dirty things all at one time Yes, I'm a sinner I invite you over to my next candlelight dinner (Baby) Oh baby, baby, can you handle me? I got the good kind back up thing in me Oh baby, baby, get up back to me I rest against the pull of gang of Speed
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