Dumb Bell

Quick Man

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    Hold dumb bell under
    Your legs with your clap
    Facing each other

    And your elbows
    Slightly bent then
    Sit up

    I said fucked up dumb
    Bell already I'm fucking
    Tire

    Only sit up that make
    Me feel nice
    Doesn't dumb bell

    All my dawgs in yard
    Nobody really care
    Work hard

    I'm feel the best
    Than ever its means
    That there are no blame

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    My sister get back
    With dumb bell then
    Her said max I want to you
    Get strong

    My broda I suggest
    What even be hard
    You gotta try a bit

    I don't care what bothers
    Me its just you get stronger
    No no I don't feel me ready

    Tea tea bleed of divel
    I feel something bad in the way
    My wristins is so frozen but ain't much

    I say pull up gang rpg
    Bitch don't play with blaze
    When start drinki lit

    Crash in this shit
    Put bandz in the my crib
    Look look that dawgs it's so greedy today

    I got my crib
    It's like volcanic when start breath
    But hunnid pegs big dawgs left my leg

    I never see crip
    Bitch like you bro big dawgs
    Gotta resist when ain't gave

    Hold dumb bell under
    Your legs with your clap
    Facing each

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