- dearabi
Like Misses Potts, I’m servin shots, and dishing out lumps.
These rhyming princesses are more lyrical than a lot of rappers I hear on the radio lol.
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See AllDon't tell me not to feel lonely. You don't know what lonely is. I've spent many moons dancing by myself, and solo sunsets staring into my own eyes. Yet, I'm still here scratching and clawing and flou
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