Bread Boi

Gang
on the Morning
Got it
Coming too the building
From the ceiling
Bowe Bowe
Me an the click
In here
Wow
Smile
Fix it up
Before we drop
Adjust the suns
Touch it
She misses these days
lite me
ok
She is designer
Blame thus
Mrs bread backs
Listen for the cap
Grew the love
Controller foot
Down
Other foot
For the run
Shadow
Hitting the window
shouldet
Wolves howl
You fo do
care really boo
Mold these scale a mail bag
Tell me of things that really lost me
it was not luv bust for her anti attic smiles
Bread boi
First love them
My jeans at the super burners
Lemon
Boi thats not how
Liquor there is passion
fake friends taken before thieves
Solid drive
Touch said she needs volume
a fusion please plus nevers lick upon lusty nuts
Goal under me they birth
Stick guide to another sit
List for a different wit
Baby looks
sleep before im dead
Lastnite you had hopes full
Bread boi
You are very fine
Bull feminist
Sweet sugar rest timer
The first pose with the fusion
Hunger for your slave
Bends is it the waters
Door open do suspiciously
Deck never play
Back bites me
The days we did wrong
Love both of us
Dirty nasty babies
It only takes one
Yeah
If you lame
Lite together ice cream loose
us talk
our bae
Onion
There is only one
Smoke from the knee
faucet leave them

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Comments
I am intrigued by this, read it a few times and concluded you might be talking about being happy in work??
I too am intrigued by this. Like Marion I have read it a few times but I think I need more information about it to understand it. I have a feeling it is about drugs but I could be very wrong x