Chevy Woods Supreme
I aint even gotta drive on this one Lead the stars We just kick my shoes off and road drinks of the back seat Thats cool Yeah Im settle see them, set em hand in hand on the scene that caddy blank and pull up, get the didget your man you wanna hang, I tell her baby stay in your lane the car cake but the icy with the swing of the chain not mean not six in Miami, but the Jersey and James, And plus Im flowered in them niggas who land em them planes And we keep everything one hundred thats all for the ga
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