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Hot Chip Whistle For Will

Closed since the willow fall All with a Will I'm told is me Whistle for Will, dear All the men Blake knew Him and Taylor, dear to me (Thanks to kevie for

Closed since the willow fall All with a Will I'm told is me Whistle for Will, dear All the men Blake knew Him and Taylor, dear to me (Thanks to kevie for

Closed since the willow fall All with a Will I'm told is me Whistle for Will, dear All the men Blake knew Him and Taylor, dear to me (Thanks to kevie for

Closed since the willow fall All with a Will I'm told is me Whistle for Will, dear All the men Blake knew Him and Taylor, dear to me (Thanks to kevie for

for some high roller. But i wont buy her a soda Unless it's rock n' roll cola. Buy u a bag of fritos I wouldn't let u eat the fucking chip on my shoulder

the Opera and back to the block Manolos and Gucci Lyn this chic is hot For real and I mean sizzling hips get the twistness Switchin' she keep all the playas whistling

like a f-cking garage, yeah this hood sh-t you and Drake ain't built for this the sh*t the other bitch almost got killed for I'm still counting what

the heat You best to mob up fuckin' with the elite, oh no You just a bitch in the sky, I hear cries 'Cause you can't whistle for your guys Surprise when

lust for cheddar, you owe me Leave holes in your vest that'll open your chest like a sunken treasure I'm somethin' like a phenomenon Droppin' bombs for