if you don't want me to know the full thing just give me the month !

11/17/2005

hbu

Mine is 4/30/2006

cool, you're slightly younger than me

yes

ohhhh f**kkkkkkkkkk~

Lmso

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2 AM at a Broadway bar
She's puttin' her number in my phone (Broadway girls alone)
Two Bud Lights deep
And she's sayin' things she don't mean and you know

I met her down at Aldean's
She said she that saw me walkin' in about a mile away
Bean just had to take her phone and that just took her smile away
She said I'm too drunk and crazy, she don't like the way I dance
I said, "You don't have to join in," she said she'd take a chance
I've been kinda crazy ever since it went down
I get kind of lost, and, baby, this what I found
Girls like you just wanna take me around, around and around

Oh, there's two things that you're gonna find out
They don't love you and they only love you right now
If I was smarter, I'd have stayed my ass at home
And leave them Broadway girls alone
(Leave 'em alone, leave 'em alone)
Them Broadway girls alone
(Leave 'em alone, leave 'em alone)
Leave them Broadway girls alone

They town just told me, "Don't trust 'em"
Broadway girls a trap
They on me, they tryna finesse me
They see me with Morgan and know that I rap
My horse is Porsches, turnin' me on
I jump on a horse, she get on the back
I went to the bar to go buy her a drink
She listen to P!nk, she told me she not into rap
I can't run out of money
The trenches love me forever
They treat me like Ed in London
Take her to pool, then got a beer for nothin'
Tecovas boots, guitar, cigar, the bar
She ridin' a bull like cars
She usually don't cool with stars

Now, there's two things that you're gonna find out
They don't love you and they only love you right now
If I was smarter, I'd have stayed my ass at home
And leave them Broadway girls alone
Broadway girls, Broadway girls
Them Broadway girls alone
Broadway girls, Broadway girls
Them Broadway girls alone

Oh, think I oughta settle down
And find me somethin' I can take back to my hometown
Oh
But I told 'em that I'm savage
They just tryna tell me

There's two things that you're gonna find out
They don't love you and they only love you right now
If I was smarter, I'd have stayed my ass at home
And leave them Broadway girls alone
Two things that you're gonna find out
They don't love you and they only love you right now
If I was smarter, I'd have stayed my ass at home
And leave them Broadway girls alone
Broadway girls, Broadway girls
Them Broadway girls alone
Broadway girls, Broadway girls

sir/ma'am is you ok

This is cayde

Ya know

T h a t d u d e

AH HELL NAH 🏃‍♀️

Six, one, five, motherf**ker

Big knot in my pocket like politicking
Pull up all-black like a crooked politician
I'm drunk 'fore I get my f**king wristband, bitches
Big belt buckle and I'm sipping Tennessee whiskey
In cahoots, rocking boots that I'll lose by the night
Drop my Lamborghini smelling like a f**king DUI
Ghost ride with some stop sign eyes
Call metro to escort me to the countryside
Yeah, side door when I walk in
Slang in my voice when these women hear me talking
South side shit, going down as a top ten
Country ass cracker, hometown, yeah that's middle Ten
Silverado mud-covered with Carhartt seats
Starlight ceiling when the bitches wanna change it to pink
Nash, Vegas, Bruce Wayne, with so many damn chains
You'd think I was a logger rolling these trees to the bank
When I'm puffing I ain't passing, when I'm sitting in my section
And you cannot sit with us unless you bad as hell or reckless
I eat the beat, I eat the shrooms, and a booty if it's breakfast
DJ Cliffy in this bitch, watch the playlist get you pregnant

Tell 'em we don't need no VIP
We be on 2nd Ave, Harleys on the street
Tell 'em we don't need no VIP
We hear Don Trip [?] banging out the Caprice
I said we don't need no VIP
We some country motherf**kers down in Tennessee
Tell 'em we don't need no VIP
I said we don't need no VIP

Pulling up out front, stepping out with a ten
Five-one-and-a-half with some cocaine skin
Going in through the kitchen, I ain't whipping up shit
I don't sell dope, I just look dope, bitch
I like my beat down low, my top laid back
I be banging in the club like I'm ten percent black
I got the TIP on that Tennessee slang
Future bright like a Rubicon light bar, man
Diamonds on my neck will blind you like some bad-made shine
When I walk up in the club, every bottle is mine
And I'm lighting up a doobie with the police in sight
And my security already with it and they're letting me fight
I'm rolling stoned like a rolling stone, in my Cadi going home
Resin dripping from the cone, seeping in my finger bone
Six one to the motherf**king five
Pulling up in something louder than a RV on fire, boy

We don't need no VIP
We be on 2nd Ave, Harleys on the street
Tell 'em we don't need no VIP
We hear Don Trip [?] banging out the Caprice
I said we don't need no VIP
We some country motherf**kers down in Tennessee
Tell 'em we don't need no VIP
I said we don't need no VIP

I always show up with the baddest ones around me
And if you're looking, know you'll find us getting rowdy
We on the

oh my-

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Ƨ̸̛̛̛͇̼͌͋͒̇͊̏̓͑̾̑͗̏͒̓̀̈͐̐̏͌́̽̌̒̃͑̓̇͂͆͑͑̀͛͊͛̎͑͑͊̍̂̿̑̐̇̍̈́͊͂̓̍̽̍̀͐͆̈́̌̾̾͌̒̂̄̾̌̽͘̕͘̕͘͘͝͠͝͝͝͠į̸̨̨̡̛̛̛̭̲͈̝̬̤͍̰̤̻̬͈̝̬͙̬̼̤̗͕̤̗̯͚͚̟̬̺̺͇̝̲̠̞͉͓͇͉̥̟̩͓̦̜̯̩̳̪̖̖̥̱̼̤̖̮̖̗̰̲̪̮̱͙̝̱̝̫̮̤̪͈̱̪͈̙̝͓̲̘̭̝͎̦̗́̂̋̂̎̑̆̏͌́̔́̂̾̍̿̃́̇̄̍̃̍̈͐̿̃̈́͋̊̆̀͜͠͝͝͝͠ẋ̶̨̡̡̡̡̛͕̰̫̖͕̫̤̺͖̟̝̗͎̝͈̟̥̞̪̮̤̹̺̜͖̱̥͙̫̱̜̖͈̖̩̫̹̱̩͍̗̯̖̻̬͎̺͕̣̯͎͍̼̙͚̠͓̳̹͕͕͈̜̭͇͖̊̅͐͒̀͗͐̓͒̅̀̉̌͛͑͂̂̅̾͐̈̃̄͑̓͗̈́̉̕̚͜͜͝͠͠,̵̨̧̢̧̛̛͇̟͎͔͓̝̱̲̲̩̥͍̙̦͕̗̪͉̜̦̟̬̮̬̫͖̘̝̝̩̜̩̜̭̺̮͓͉̞͖͇̳̙̣̥̝̘̇̽͊̉̂̀̈́͆̎̈́͒̎̃͛̇͂̐̄̀̽͐̍̐̂́͘͜͜͜͠͝͝ͅͅ ̴̢̖̮͉̥̫̦͔̱̱̠̘͔̳̰̺̑̊̉̇̔̇̌̚Ǫ̴̨̨̨̡̛̛̻̜̹̲̞̟̫͔̘̙̱̣̟̠̫̺̹͚̘͈̱͓͎͓̳̙̣͚͕̤̲̤̘̟̞̘̖͉̤̹͈̲̙̖͇̔̍̒̑̑̔̎̾͑̍̄͑̈́̄́̉͊̈́̏̅́̈́̄̽͗̇̈̆͆̅̽̇̽̋͑̀͊̂̾̔̿̓̋̍̽̆́̌̑͛̿̆̿͌̄͂̏͐̄́͐̕̕̕̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝͝ͅņ̸̢̡̡̧̛̜̳̤̬̜̮͓̫̖͎̲̫̠̗̭͇̝͚̰̲̻̣̭̩͓̙̣̱͖͈̩͍̹͓̱̲͙͕̮͛̔͛̋̇͆͑̄͊̒̈́̈́̏̃͛̏͛̅̉͐͌͆̓̈́̆̈́̎͒̿̔̍̎̊̉̂͒̂̿̏̔͂͋̓̒̈͗̂̀͂̔̾͂̉̊̒͆̿̿̽͛̓͐́̿̓̓̕̚͘͜͜͝͝͝͝ͅͅͅǝ̵̢̡̨̛̤̭̘̥̥͔̊̀͆͂̊͗̑̋́̀́̄̌͌̓̽͊́͌͐̀̎̈́̓̏̉͒͋̎̅͂́̀͒̇̐̐̀̌̈͂͐͆̏̊̌̒̋̉̕̕̚͘͠ͅ,̶̢̢̡̢̢̢̛̺͇̥̱̩̜͕̪͈̱̺̪̙͍̫͔͕̰͍̼̬̯̥̭̱̝͍̘̫̤͉͔͇̰̖̖͔̘̠͖̩͙͖̹̜̫̣̥͔̰͈͈̹̭̩̰͎͎̞̰͎̤̬̠̬͈̝͓̬͈̝̠̖̹̯͌̈́̆̀̾͐̾̑̈̀͂̓͐̍́̚̚͜͜͝ͅͅͅͅͅͅ ̶̧̧̛̥̰̦͎̰͚̩̜͍̭͔̮͓̜͎̫͒̈̂̎̉́̍͗́͛̈́͊̀́́̆̋̄̅̈́̽̓͋̑̓̀̈́͆̉̍̔̔͊͗̆̌̋͑̒̾͛̐͂̇͆̂̑̎̇̾̈́͆̎̐͒̑͗̓̆̊̈̆̚͘̕̕̚͘̕͘̚͝͝͝͠͠͝ͅꟻ̴̧̧̛̗̩͇͇͓̮̹͍͍̳͎̭͕͕̮̭̺͕̟̖͔͚͉͓̩̣̳̙̱̞̣̳̤͉̼͙̰͙͓̂̌͛̈̋̌̿̈̋̐̓̓̅̀̉̎͋̿̎͊̾̕͘͜͠͝͝î̶̡̢̧̢̢̻͔̘͎̬̜̬͔̳͕̘̳̥̹̰̺͓̥̥̩͚̗̥̥͕̗̰̙̲͎̱̤̰̙̺̩͙̞̫̟͍̯̹̻͉̝̯͎̹̺̪̟̮̠̼̜̖̺̪̱̙̘̞͍͎̩̝̦̍̇̇͑́̇̋̌͛̏̄̓́̋̅̾̑̔͗̄͂̓̿̐͊̃͌̉̒̃̓͛̔̍̈́̉͑̓̀̑̃̀̊̚̕̚͘͜͠͠͝͝v̶͙̱̯̟̔̂͋̓̉̏̐̑͆̈́͐̅̊̎̍̃͑̐̂̉̀̓̒̈́̚̕͝ǝ̴̡̨̢̡̢̡̡͍̱̩̭̭͕͚͈̦͓̩͔̙̣̖̱͔͉͎͉̘̹̠͕̬͚̻̖͇͖̹͎̰̭̭̩͍̖̱̭̪̦͉̮̦͍̞͕͔̫͈̻͖͈̞͕̯͕̯̜̝̪̱̬̝͕̲̂͜͜ͅͅͅ,̴̡̨̨̨̡̨̧̟̻͔͈̞͉̺̝͕̯͎͈̭̗̳̳̺͖̠̘̝̹̥͍̜͈͔̜̫̤̝͍̤̭̜͕̦͚̣̣̠̺̰̦͚͙̬͉͖̥͉̠̥̲̺̼͓̺̰̦͍̏͗̂̽͒̓͐̍̒̒̾͑̀͘͜͠͠ͅͅͅͅ ̵̧̡̡̨̨̡̧̢̧̡̯̦̫͇̼̲̭̠͙̭̥̘̖̺̖͓̳̮̩̩̙̙͉̲͈̦̯͇͕͈̘̰̫̬̙̝̙̘̝̮̦̰̳̞̳̹̰̰̭̙̥̭̈́͜M̴̡̨̧̧̧̛͔̞̫͔͈̪̪̙͖̞̳̝͉̠̻̹̱̩͉̬͚̬̗̠̣̭̠̞̬̼͚̠͓̞̯̦̗̹̭͉̬̝̤̭̭̻̬̞̦̫̰̯̙̖̣̩͍̹̲̹̰͇̝̲̯͚̼̯̯̙̙̬̝̼̥͕̭̟͌͑̈́̈́̆̀́̑̂̽̏̓̑̀̆̓̓̉͑͋̄̍̔͐̓͑̈́͛̇̂͛̀̒̈́͛̿̂̄̈́̈̏͆̅͗̉͊̐͗͐͛̍̊̋͑̉̈͐̏̾̉͌̄̇̓̍̔̕̕̕̚̕̕̕͜͜͝͝͠͝͠͝ͅͅƠ̷̢̧̨̡̞̫̦͎̯̼̝̙̙͎̠̯̫̦̦͈̤̰͍͖̘̪̝͇̣̞̖̟̪̫̹̞͇͔͙̥̳͔̜̯̱̞̳̺͚̻͕̰͓̱͖̓̑͌͊̈́̊̄͋̄͗̑̀̎͒́̾̏͂͐͋͋̋̑͆̕͜͝͝ͅT̴̡̧̨̮͔̜̺̻̻͓̭̗̪͈͚̹̘͉̳̩̙̬̜͈̳̣̭͓̱̘̹̥̲̯̞̼̝͔͖̟̥̲̰̝̺͈̲͓̾̍͑̐̾͋̀́́̃̔͗̆̎́̃̊̉̓̈́͗̈̏͆̆̅̌̐̏͛̔̍̾̋͋̀̏̄̿̑͑̉͆́̈́̑̈́̅̂̒̋̇̑̀̆͆̅̆̎̚̕̚͘͜͠͠͠͠͝͝͠͠͠͝ͅͅH̵̡̧̡̢̡̢̡̜̖̮͎̰̙̣͓̖̭͉͚̮̘̗̪̱͈͕̬̰̫̖̺͇̱͉̙͉̣̣̹̘̟̫̪̺͕̞̟̣̻͓͔͙̖̝͔̹̺̗̰͓͎̖̺̤̤̭̭̫͔͙͎̹̩̱͒̏̀͜͠ͅͅƎ̶̢̡̧̡̧̢̛̛̣̮̳͓͇̞̠̮̜̺̣̰͈̟̮̯̖̜̹͕̤̯̲͓͉̦̻͍̼͓̙̗͕̳̟̙̞͚̺͖͍͇̳̪̤̤̦̱͙̯̬͙͙͉͈͕̙̼͚̰̗̹͈͔̯̬̩̰͙̤̺͎̟̜̩͉̪̞̖̼͓͖̫̽͗̿̔͊̐̔̂͋͗͑͗̐͋͛̒͂̿͑̐͐̈́̌̔̍͛̂̆́͑̂̕͜͜͜͜͝ͅͅͅͅͅͅЯ̵̧̛̩̞͚̼̞̦͙̬̬͙͍̹̜̜͚̩̙̙̝̱̼̳͕̜̦̭͓̖̹͔͚̠̽̄̄͗̉̾͂͂̓͋̀̌́͊̈͋̀̌̏̈̊̽́̔̏̀͆͋͑̾̌͌̓̐͛̿̍̄̊̏̐̅̀́̔̓͗͊̅̓̍̉̉̅̎̓͊̉͂͑͐̐̎͌̎̽̎͋̒̔̐̄̉͗̐̍̌̏́͘͘̕͘̚͘̕͝͝͝͝ͅͅͅꟻ̴̨̧̨̢̡̧͚̣̘͙̱̲̗͇̻͈͔̪̩̰̻̥͎̯͖͖̪̩̗̫͕͔͕̞̯̞̥̤̬͓̩͓͚̥̦̤̬̟̜̖̥̙̠̟̹̫̥̦̺͎̰̼͔͖̼̺̫̼̤͎̫̠̲̜̫͔̘͂̄̾̔̅́̈́̾̔͑̈̊͜͜͝Ư̸̢̞͎̙͚̥̦̞̤̦̰̪͚̮̼̤͙̳̯̖̒̒̾͋̓̾͌̀̓̄͊̌̒̓̄̇͌̒̄͐̏̈́̾̑̎͐̉́̽͗̈́͗̎͑̀͛́̏́̏̄͂͌̀̂̃̿̋̂̍͛͂̌̽͂̓̎̚͘̕̚͘̚̚̕͝͝͝͝͝͝ͅƆ̷̡̡̧̡̡̛̱̝̝̯̱̝̤̫̮̰̖͓̮̫̫̞̮̯͉̳̟̠͈̫̼̞̞̭̯̞̪̜̲̬̭̩͖̙̻̂̇̎̈́͌̄͋̓̓̆̈́̃̾̃̓͑̑͋̓̋͒̉̀̒̇͜͜͝͝͝ͅꓘ̶̛̛̍̇̆̐̌̎͊̿̊̔̄̎̐͊͒̾̄̍̆͂̍͑̉̉̀̓͗̏͛̐̈́̽̽̈́̀͋̏͛̄̈́͛̓̉̔̇̕̕͝͠͝͝͝͠

1/16/08

apirl 16th 2008-

mere child
*goes to calander and writes it down*

i-

i will remember ur bday

thank you- :.)

s to the i to the m to the p
thats ME!

wh-

XD

AWWWWW

very pretty

:>

july

it's so b r i g h t

yes :>

:)

69/69/6969

>:(
give real date
or like the month :>

ocotober yes

haha it look like someone is inside a stomach

💀

7/11/2007

???

that's the pic NASA took the day you were born

So basically

A mess of dark and small lights

Damn

yes :D

but it is very pretty cus a baby star is there :D

👍

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