In any city I'm a baker enough said, turning icing and pies into ways to make bread, if ur girl wants some jam filling I'm open for offers, my bars are hard urs are softer, my apples crisp urs just crumble, got passed the ball and all u did was fumble, u stumble every step, that's why no matter what team u rep, ull always be the losing bet, I'm calling the points beating the spread, either way u look at it I'm leaving with the bread, I be on dat battleship, my milton bradley shit, cuz ur girl hasbro took my tip between her two lips, get mad act up ur funeral will be filled with tulips, whole bouquets u name da place any day, I'll show up and murda ur ass any way everyway, u ain't drake but the headline today
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