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for b. & witchy too much womyn errywhere
pretty baby
wit yo pretty words
an' ugly ways
fulla game
an' fire
gettin whatever u want
whereever u go
til u got
to my door
an' i snatched
the crow
outta that cock
wit'out even tryin...
u told on yaself
real quick.
silly me
thinkin there was
somethin behind
that smoke u breathed
an' those mirrors
u call eyes.
pretty baby
wit yo pretty words
an' ugly ways...
hope u learned
ur lesson.
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