Twice it, twice it, twice it, twice it, twice it, twice it, twice it, twice it, twice it, twice it.

I never want to shake a big piece of taste more.

And that now, that place, whoa, check it out.

the fellas, the high and lows Even when I opened, still clocking the hoes There was one people, the girl, that stood out with the rest Poison, asking, bees, a high power, chef Michael, big, sick, and I'm running the show Bell, bit devote, Now you know your split blonde.

It's rubbing me out of my mind

About

To call.

Probably says 29 to 18.

Can't get it out of my head.

Miss her, kiss her, love her.

That girl is pretty so good.