Throw me a bird n watch me catch that shit... Flip in back atcha n dare u to bring it the fuck on... Playfully tempting u to match me pointing fingers to the sky... With a set of grins that wear metaphorical horns... Digging in to the feel of where in the fuck gestures truly goes... With two middle strokes stretched high, watcha wanna do.?. Are ya jus making finger pupoets for me to get close.?. Bcuz mine is bigger than what ur used to... Toss em up so I can tell how u feel... Let em fly for it's the only way to catch my eye... Lemme witness the way they soar so high... Bcuz I need a couple flipped upward that can spring an attitude from the heart to the mind... On the loose not fazed by this worlds bs... Press ur lips to em n release what u truly think... Turn me the fuck on with ur individuality... Giving a lil extra umpfh to the way u slap a cheek... Kiss it n fuck off... Expressing u ain't down for nothing that has no proof... Unravel the roll that tips off in a stance... Fuck u to...
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