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the irish butler

Momentum on the Streets p=mv profit=momentum*volume “How much do you get?” “What’s the pay….. What’s the pay off he said Not speculating today Feels great This location is inside of you Sugar bored and wont talk Never through it all a way for a block Out of my bourbon Soo clean eyes will come A thousand armies and a thousand moors Until you never loud inside my opened poors

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