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Jun 2015
I can't remember  who called me out
A hundred teens bopping or near there about
Everyone dancing,groping for ****,
Grinding and finding the ultimate mood,
Chaperones drinking *** under cover
Girl's nimble fingers, nubile new lovers
A loudmouth yelled out, Bill is a pain
He eats beans with spaghetti, he is insane
I said note my def moves you **** in a glass,
Slander beans once more and I ll kick your ***.
Louden Holler
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Louden Holler  Chain City
(Chain City)   
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