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Do you know what it's like to be young at heart? To have a baby face? And no one takes you seriously? I do. My man doesn't believe me. Hess fighting with me cuz I'm a piece of **** I don't work when i say I do and I buy classic Pumas that make me feel good. It doesn't matter. When I'm at the dive bar by myself And the fools think I'm cute cute When I'm sad. What a night. I said yes A week ago. And I thought My shoes We're fly.
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May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 3:12 AM UTC
My Pumas
Do you know what it's like to be young at heart? To have a baby face? And no one takes you seriously? I do. My man doesn't believe me. Hess fighting with me cuz I'm a piece of **** I don't work when i say I do and I buy classic Pumas that make me feel good. It doesn't matter. When I'm at the dive bar by myself And the fools think I'm cute cute When I'm sad. What a night. I said yes A week ago. And I thought My shoes We're fly.
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May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 3:12 AM UTC
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