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Miranda

アーティスト:Raekwon 

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Yo, man, just let her live, man, stop playing, man Oh, shit, B, where's Miranda? (She with Chef) I dreamed it, Chef out in Cuba, a ruger Thirty thou' on him, out in Mr. Chow, blew a cloud on him Seen a Latin chick, laughing, clapping Like your style, homey, tell your proud, hit the Crystal Now we chatting, coebers and klickos, who do this a size six She split up, had a brick, I peeped those Her jeans was fitted, hair twisted, long as a fuck She looked Indian, titties was plump Had juicy lips, dimples, imprint on her pussy was mad thick She grabbed my dick, hopped in the window We in the Monte Carlo, bravo, uncle named Pablo Gun connect, and he had his poke in Los Cabos Good money, honey was strung, playing Luther in the background Spanish version, my bunny was horny as fuck Working the kid, we burst later, lay in the bed Duvet sheets, my face hit the spread Then time me, I'm not the kind of nigga, I was cool down at night Drop my gun, shorty, my nigga Body was sexy, "Lexy, come here, nigga, take off your drawers Let me suck your dick, nigga, it's yours Got real watery, Corey, damn you got good dick You forty" spit on it, position your jaw Call me 8-Ball, this pussy like China, climb the Great Wall Then she came like volcanos in the late fall Lady Miranda, she half black and white like a panda I met her at the BET Awards, in Atlanta Glamor girl, shopping in Bloomingdale's, skin pure Keep a fresh manicure, hands with the cutest nails


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