skrev en rap (lol)

Sweeter, sweeter, never gon’ leave her

Honey, honey, that shit is yummy

Marmelade on that burnt piece of toast

That  ratched shit’s what I love the most

Got higher than a kite

Orange marmelade got bitter

You really can’t fight

Really trying to be with her

Sweeter, sweeter than that dripping honey

But burnt piece of toast, you ain’t got money

She lives a hundred miles away

But that weed got her closer this way

She be flying to the clouds, sweet cotton candy

Her ass makes you think “oh that’s real dandy”

The fact that the distance ain’t that cool

She really makes you act like a fool

Her sweet lips, dark hair

Made that honey worth the fare


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