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We're just a bunch of 90s babies, sniffing coke like it's the 1980s In the night we're popping Molly like we're the ones that made it Calling it a new summer of love, like this time was always fated Making fun of everyone that isn't turnt, because we never waited Leave the club with ratchet girls when the sun goes down much later I'm just having my fun, why do you have to be a player hater? The greatest generation has gone, do we have what it takes to be greater? When the weekend romance ends, return to love thy mater and thy pater xoxo, imagine being strung out on dank bud with the grand creator
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Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 4:13 PM UTC
The Profound Ponderings of Millennial Teens, That Have One Life and Have Reasoned To Live It To The Fullest
We're just a bunch of 90s babies, sniffing coke like it's the 1980s In the night we're popping Molly like we're the ones that made it Calling it a new summer of love, like this time was always fated Making fun of everyone that isn't turnt, because we never waited Leave the club with ratchet girls when the sun goes down much later I'm just having my fun, why do you have to be a player hater? The greatest generation has gone, do we have what it takes to be greater? When the weekend romance ends, return to love thy mater and thy pater xoxo, imagine being strung out on dank bud with the grand creator
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Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 4:13 PM UTC
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