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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