CODE-SWITCH

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Like kway back was licking off dots

Licking off shots

Light and green stuffed in my sock

It gwan Niger in my sock

She from Niger she a bop

She give tun tun and then slop

Clart the nyash up and then bop

For the bread would out of town bop

Like GWR for the prof

Kitchen, Mitchell Ronnie and Rox

Not leaving till the shit locks

Dish to the fiends they screaming out "Bosh"

Got the nitties on mosh

I'm chiefing ganja like Tosh

UK spicy ting but she posh

She from east end she make dosh

Your bitch on my dick

She swallows it she don't spit

My wrist on slitt

No Audemars on my wrist put the shit on might fuck up and itch

I don't find it a coincidence lock arf nuff people now I'm just rich

I'm stable not that rich but on my feet I got ricks

This 45 moving naughty it turn you Morty, no Rick