letra de dale gribble - xilla13
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pull up on yo crib with a bib
baby mama sip
from my d-ck
swallowing all of my kids
she made a mess on my kicks
you on the porch and still smokin on mids
thotties i cuck on they mans for the sh-ts
giggles, b-tch suck on my b-lls but don’t dribble
clapping the cheeks the tv playin wiggles :hushed:
that’s not your kid, n-gga, shout out to gribble
i’m not john redcorn, but nancy i tickled
chill in your bed and she twerked on my pickle
it’s simple, your b-tch got a little addiction
flippin, all on her buns in the kitchen
pass to my n-gga then she got to l!ckin
hit or miss, bruh, the whole block got to hittin
got an issue, then my glock get to spittin
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