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She gets bodied by minds Our Intellect intertwined Gets her wet until She drowns in my words Then comes alive Just to save her suicides She runs it back a hundred times Like running backs trying to find A hole in my defensive lines She's a sporty shorty Dropping gyms to try and court me But when I land one She says that's foul on the scoresheet She sees that I'm a stand up guy Looking for floor seats I score to force overtime And now I need more sheets
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 12:36 AM UTC
Natural Athletes
She gets bodied by minds Our Intellect intertwined Gets her wet until She drowns in my words Then comes alive Just to save her suicides She runs it back a hundred times Like running backs trying to find A hole in my defensive lines She's a sporty shorty Dropping gyms to try and court me But when I land one She says that's foul on the scoresheet She sees that I'm a stand up guy Looking for floor seats I score to force overtime And now I need more sheets
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 12:36 AM UTC
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