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Dogs Die In Hot Cars Who Shot The Baby

the baby Boo Who shot the baby? I'm feeling lazy The blames on the baby Sue Who shot the baby? Sarah likely, maybe Buying the baby Boo Who shot the baby

me rough 'til I beg to get up nigga What's up? You got a hot cars? I'm-a need to ride find WHAT I'M LOOKIN FOR To bump these hot boys, let me get the

Sex me rough till I beg to get up nigga What's up? You got a hot cars I'ma need to ride find (What I'm lookin' for) To bump these hot boys, let me get

couldn't hold a baby He would never desert them But he was worried he would hurt them maybe Mad at the world his face turned hot pink The best he could

hot Watch out, watch out drop it like it's hot Whoa, whoa drop it like it's hot Watch out, watch out drop it like it's hot Who the only nigga you know

, so peep the shot And if I get it hot, baby I'ma rock the twat Cus aint no party like a party in the Penthouse suite And you know how we do it, baby,

talk burners Mic murder fiends, dangerous strangers Red beam dot, hoes return, rapid fire when the po' lick shot Spit where the wigs top, get got, hot

make it scrape it Have a lot of cars, and the lot still vacent And you won't stop speakin' 'til I leave you on the cement Leakin', all hot none eatin' [

me rough 'til I beg to get up nigga What's up? You got a hot cars? I'm-a need to ride find WHAT I'M LOOKIN FOR To bump these hot boys, let me get the