1017 ′round my chain so I tote the same 'mount of shots Palm Angels denim huggin′ me, pockets keep growin', knots And I ain't had shit when I got out, had to snake my way to the top Left two men down, we got ′em shot, blrrd, blrrd, switch out the Glock 𓉥𓉹𓉹𓉹𓉥 𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇
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WINTRESS ZE'LURE K. ESCOBAR KSYN 𓋲 NANA 𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇𓈇
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𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭𓋭
"I'm not having a baby shower." i answered back to my mom , leaning back comfortably in the car. "Me and Lontrell are going to take trip."
"Aren't you due soon?"
Mug around me, get you popped, I treat everybody like opps
"Yes." placing my legs up onto's lontrell's lap. "we have everything handled. just need to get the nursery situated and the names down."
"i can come over while you're gone for help with the nursery. the bouncer and high chair is going to be delivered over here this morning."
"You saw the theme i sent?"
"Yes, i like the safari style. Leslie and Logan leaving too?"
"Why do you say that?" i asked . reaching over for my hot pickle. Lontrell massaging my swole manicured feet
