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Join necro Street's Army: necroplr.fancorps.com When I come home from work I am fiendin "for an eight-ball, I got crack on my mind I'm hearing cocaine call Telling me to beep the dealer to deliver me stuff keep it a secret from my wife, cuz she thinks I do not use drugs There I was, cursing and bleeding from the nose, I could not breathe, but I still think about the next gram It's Friday night, and I try not to leave to my crib doped I'll kill myself while the dealer's eating Japanese food Iis not got no pride, while buying the shit I was lying to me telling the runner I'm trying to quit It's all make believe, I pretend that I'm correct, if you do, credit, I'll dodge you every chance that I, even if for the good, I'll sniff it in a minute Beep you back and complain that you cut too much into it if you mad for them and bring me a new bag I'm going to fall more faces than Jim Carey on crack Cuz yo I'm ripped, I owe you loot Plus I annoy you I deserve to be murdered,but coke makes it for you "I Got Nerve, you can the pills on my bill Yo I tell you we're friends and yo we do not even chill I Need Drugs I Need Drugs Baking soda, cocaine, how I love, me a pipe crack and I am the crack dealer, I completely behind me through the cement jungle Cuz they gave me shit to sell and yo I smoked the whole bundle Yo I can not right - I dope in my spleen And I say to everyone at this NA meeting I I'm thirty days clean will not die even with...
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