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some days I miss my layups people break my ankles some times I miss my cuts and lose all of my respect Most days I'm kind of trash so go ahead and laugh you should do it while you can I'm about to come back I will train my best until theres pain in my chest fight for that ball until the very end. And in my wake quietly I will wait to shoot in your face in front of all your friends. so watch out for you shall see theres nobody better than me for i am the queen of the court. and winning is my game.
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Mar 24, 2017
Mar 24, 2017 at 10:07 PM UTC
anthem of the court
some days I miss my layups people break my ankles some times I miss my cuts and lose all of my respect Most days I'm kind of trash so go ahead and laugh you should do it while you can I'm about to come back I will train my best until theres pain in my chest fight for that ball until the very end. And in my wake quietly I will wait to shoot in your face in front of all your friends. so watch out for you shall see theres nobody better than me for i am the queen of the court. and winning is my game.
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Mar 24, 2017
Mar 24, 2017 at 10:07 PM UTC
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