FORSAGE

You know I don't play right. I'll put up a good fight. Just give me the word, aight? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. You know I don't play right. You know I don't play right. Don't give me this. I'm gonna get back when I feel like. Only in the city and I'm looking sexy, boy. If the world is on the urge then I Think you know the word. All the racks be In the luggage and it's going to occur. Everybody in the area ain't messing with the herd. Been a while, burned out, flowing to the poor House. Side is going crazy then they quiet like A church mouse. Never with the problems that we Never get to get it out. Nitro in the engine so we-