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Al Reeves made this Columbia cylinder in 1892.<br/><br/>He sings a parody of a sentimental song titled \
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_picture-that-is-turned-toward-the-wall-al-reeves-1982.webp "Al Reeves made this Columbia cylinder in 1892.<br/><br/>He sings a parody of a sentimental song titled \")
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page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay](https://cdn10.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHuIYGSwZUqgEGOgAGEVZv9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_real-boston-richey-ft-ytb-fatt-the-type-oficial-video.webp "[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for 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![<br/>Lyrics: <br/>[Intro] <br/>Oh, this the one right here, Wicked? <br/>Okay <br/>Yeah, yeah <br/>Run that back, Turbo <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>We started off as close friends (Close friends) <br/>Somehow you turned into my girlfriend (My girlfriend) <br/>We used to tell each other everything (Everything) <br/>I even went and bought her diamond rings, matching earrings <br/>Everything was so cool (So cool) <br/>Lately baby been actin' so rude (Been so rude) <br/>I don't know what somebody told you (What they told you) <br/>But I ain't gon' lie, I miss the old you <br/> <br/>[Verse 1] <br/>I know you remember how I would hold you <br/>Still remember how I approached you <br/>I think I loved you 'fore I knew you <br/>Know we be fuckin' 'fore I screwed you <br/>Made a promise I won't use you <br/>Play my cards right, I won't lose you <br/>Got 'em tuned in like I'm YouTube <br/>Got somethin' on me like it's voodoo <br/>I'll go nuts for you, go cuckoo, lose my cool and all <br/>And I know that shit was wrong, I shouldn't've did what I did <br/> <br/>[Verse 2] <br/>Just wipe your eyes and stop this cryin' <br/>I told the truth, that I'd been lyin' <br/>I gave you racks, I tried to buy in <br/>I even did the unthinkable, and I'm sorry for what I did to you <br/>Take me back, if I was you and I did what I did <br/>I probably would, I probably wouldn't <br/>Take you back, if I was you and I did what I did <br/>I probably would, I probably wouldn't <br/>Just wipe your eyes and stop this cryin' <br/>I told the truth, that I'd been lyin' <br/>I gave you racks, I tried to buy in <br/>I even did the unthinkable, and I'm sorry for what I did to you <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>We started off as close friends (Close friends) <br/>Somehow you turned into my girlfriend (My girlfriend) <br/>We used to tell each other everything (Everything) <br/>I even went and bought her diamond rings, matching earrings <br/>Everything was so cool (So cool) <br/>Lately baby been actin' so rude (Been so rude) <br/>I don't know what somebody told you (What they told you) <br/>But I ain't gon' lie, I miss the old you <br/> <br/>[Verse 3] <br/>Keep our business to ourselves <br/>The internet ain't doin' no help <br/>I know I shouldn't've never left <br/>But everything I did for us <br/>And us, I'm speakin' on my kids <br/>Thinkin' 'bout this shit I did <br/>Like how the hell I get myself involved in this bullshit? <br/>Married to the game, I can't make you my fiancée <br/>Bad young boss bitch, treat her like Beyoncé <br/>But damn what them broads say, I fucked them all the first day <br/>And that's why you trippin' anyway, like when I fuck 'em I don't pay <br/>Even if we never speak again <br/>I'll make sure you're ridin' in the latest Benz <br/>Keep your business all apart if you can stay out of mine <br/>Bought a brand new Audemars, but I done ran out of time <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>We started off as close friends (Close friends) <br/>Somehow you turned into my girlfriend (My girlfriend) <br/>We used to tell each other everything (Everything) <br/>I even went and bought her diamond rings, matching earrings <br/>Everything was so cool (So cool) <br/>Lately baby been actin' so rude (Been so rude) <br/>I don't know what somebody told you (What they told you) <br/>But I ain't gon' lie, I miss the old you <br/> <br/>Music video by Lil Baby performing Close Friends. © 2019 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.](https://cdn9.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9JYJp0HGSwZSNlHHMLI3MPIv9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_lil-baby-gunna-close-friends-video.webp "<br/>Lyrics: <br/>[Intro] <br/>Oh, this the one right here, Wicked? <br/>Okay <br/>Yeah, yeah <br/>Run that back, Turbo <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>We started off as close friends (Close friends) <br/>Somehow you turned into my girlfriend (My girlfriend) <br/>We used to tell each other everything (Everything) <br/>I even went and bought her diamond rings, matching earrings <br/>Everything was so cool (So cool) <br/>Lately baby been actin' so rude (Been so rude) <br/>I don't know what somebody told you (What they told you) <br/>But I ain't gon' lie, I miss the old you <br/> <br/>[Verse 1] <br/>I know you remember how I would hold you <br/>Still remember how I approached you <br/>I think I loved you 'fore I knew you <br/>Know we be fuckin' 'fore I screwed you <br/>Made a promise I won't use you <br/>Play my cards right, I won't lose you <br/>Got 'em tuned in like I'm YouTube <br/>Got somethin' on me like it's voodoo <br/>I'll go nuts for you, go cuckoo, lose my cool and all <br/>And I know that shit was wrong, I shouldn't've did what I did <br/> <br/>[Verse 2] <br/>Just wipe your eyes and stop this cryin' <br/>I told the truth, that I'd been lyin' <br/>I gave you racks, I tried to buy in <br/>I even did the unthinkable, and I'm sorry for what I did to you <br/>Take me back, if I was you and I did what I did <br/>I probably would, I probably wouldn't <br/>Take you back, if I was you and I did what I did <br/>I probably would, I probably wouldn't <br/>Just wipe your eyes and stop this cryin' <br/>I told the truth, that I'd been lyin' <br/>I gave you racks, I tried to buy in <br/>I even did the unthinkable, and I'm sorry for what I did to you <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>We started off as close friends (Close friends) <br/>Somehow you turned into my girlfriend (My girlfriend) <br/>We used to tell each other everything (Everything) <br/>I even went and bought her diamond rings, matching earrings <br/>Everything was so cool (So cool) <br/>Lately baby been actin' so rude (Been so rude) <br/>I don't know what somebody told you (What they told you) <br/>But I ain't gon' lie, I miss the old you <br/> <br/>[Verse 3] <br/>Keep our business to ourselves <br/>The internet ain't doin' no help <br/>I know I shouldn't've never left <br/>But everything I did for us <br/>And us, I'm speakin' on my kids <br/>Thinkin' 'bout this shit I did <br/>Like how the hell I get myself involved in this bullshit? <br/>Married to the game, I can't make you my fiancée <br/>Bad young boss bitch, treat her like Beyoncé <br/>But damn what them broads say, I fucked them all the first day <br/>And that's why you trippin' anyway, like when I fuck 'em I don't pay <br/>Even if we never speak again <br/>I'll make sure you're ridin' in the latest Benz <br/>Keep your business all apart if you can stay out of mine <br/>Bought a brand new Audemars, but I done ran out of time <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>We started off as close friends (Close friends) <br/>Somehow you turned into my girlfriend (My girlfriend) <br/>We used to tell each other everything (Everything) <br/>I even went and bought her diamond rings, matching earrings <br/>Everything was so cool (So cool) <br/>Lately baby been actin' so rude (Been so rude) <br/>I don't know what somebody told you (What they told you) <br/>But I ain't gon' lie, I miss the old you <br/> <br/>Music video by Lil Baby performing Close Friends. © 2019 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.")
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