Author: j***a
Date:
Review: He the type to pop tags and be cockin' the brim Might breeze through The Ave, might stop at the gym And he keep a do-rag, keep the wave on swim W-w-waves on swim so they hate on him Anyway, I think I met him sometime before In a different life or where I record I mean, he was Adam, I think I was Eve But my vision ends with the apple on the tree
Color: Brown
Size: A

