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Tuck it in your waistband Use her charger Now the tops full of sand Clogged, pull harder Stash is dry but that’s ok Grandma will give you one of hers anyway Hold it under your tongue Don’t let momma smell your breath They only approve cause it prevents my death
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Jul 19, 2025
Jul 19, 2025 at 3:01 PM UTC
The Balcony
Tuck it in your waistband Use her charger Now the tops full of sand Clogged, pull harder Stash is dry but that’s ok Grandma will give you one of hers anyway Hold it under your tongue Don’t let momma smell your breath They only approve cause it prevents my death
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Jul 19, 2025
Jul 19, 2025 at 3:01 PM UTC
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