Glocca Morra Hot& Informed Lyrics
I gotta stop me and people I have sometimes in my life
Roll the door, oh, roll the door, open the door.
Pointless smile in their voice are not fair.
Kick out alone,
Asset, water, small ribs, titus snacks.
And I plug out its life chord so it wouldn’t file anymore.
American homes, what do you do in your own?