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Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Its My Year

Im the chillest girl your ever gunna meet
Wanna talk mad crap then you'll be a dead beat
My homies are the sickest and we always be chillin
You ask us to hang and i'm sure we'll be willin.
My life is a puzzle still bein put together
It will never be finished, it'll go on forever
Senior year be approachin
And i'll need a lil coachin to get into college
Cuz i aint got all the knowledge
From being a little home town girl
Im gunna take this world for a whirl
You might think I'm weak
But wait till you hear me speak
Im sorry for this but this rap is over
Hope your lucky as me and find a  four leaf clover
Word.

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