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Script I M Yours

But I'm yours I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such I know I don't fit in that much But I'm yours

But I'm yours I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such I know I don't fit in that much But I'm yours

But I'm yours I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such I know I don't fit in that much But I'm yours

But I'm yours I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such I know I don't fit in that much But I'm yours

a marry I got trouble on my mind, I'm refusin' to lose But still I got a find someone to abuse, I'm gonna run spread the news Help say the word, jump

You thought that you could get to my best friend Without a script your game is lacking I can't believe I fell for this I fell through the hole down at the bottom of your

't disrespecting you Lips so sexual while your friend protecting you Baby girl I know you're far from a slut I know the difference between a car and a truck I'm

with the crack game When I was young, I used to roll with a street gang If you wanna squabble, muthafucka, it ain't no thang I ain't new to this, I ain't new to this Blow your dome, I

of CJ Gibson, man I'm faded off the brown And I'm easily influenced by the niggas I'm around See that Aston Martin, when I start it hear the sound I