мicкεy--мαтту (18:18)
* to the tune of what makes you beautiful*
мicкεy--мαтту (18:18)
your insecure, dont know what for, we know ur black when u walk through the door door doorr
мicкεy--мαтту (18:19)
dont need make up, to cover up, ur aisan eyes do that enough ough ough
мicкεy--мαтту (18:19)
every one else in the room can see it every one else but you
мicкεy--мαтту (18:19)
baby you have ginger hair like no body else the way that you flip ur afro gets me over whelmed and w
мicкεy--мαтту (18:20)
when u smile at the ground it and hard to tell
мicкεy--мαтту (18:20)
you dont know oh oh you dont know im white
мicкεy--мαтту (18:20)
*the end*
ᙢᗴᖇᖇ (18:20)
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA CAN I BLOG THIS/
мicкεy--мαтту (18:20)
HAHA
мicкεy--мαтту (18:20)
yes
-merryn;))
Yo yo yo! All...you...sucka MC's ain't got nothin' on me. From my grades to my rhymes, you can't touch Kevin G. I'm a mathlete, so a nerd is inferred, but forget what you heard, I'm like James Bond the Third. Sh-sh-shaken not stirred, I'm Kevin Gnapoor. The G is silent when I sneak through your door and make love to your woman on the bathroom floor. I don't play it like Shaggy, you'll know it was me 'cause the next time you see her she be like "Oh! Kevin G..."
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