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classic tribe - little boots كلمات أغنية

she cared
sickle_cell hair dress
anemic f_cking mess
trance_dance that cake right off the shelf: apply
do or die, cum bucket: self_prescribed
oh you’re runnin’ it
oh you’re struttin’ it
oh you’re makin’ a scene

oh please, scatter me in several seeds
dripping down, down, down
oh no ms. dirty sheets, no rings allowed

afraid of the great white lightning

two young boys come to the dumpster
sipping a satchel of sin
watching those red horizons
on momma’s face; peeling skin
who’ll save the queen from the d_ch_ss?
it’s only a matter of time
retire: you golden prized fighter
and get up the next in line

white sense
dressed up in incest
the cardinal’s so depressed
saddle up, pants off: here comes the lovely prize
do or die, cum_bucket: self_prescribed
oh you’re runnin’ it
oh you’re struttin’ it
oh you’re makin’ a scene

- classic tribe

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