.So burgundy, the window to his soul
It seems he tapes his eyes closed,
From huffin' on, that's what he's puffin on.
His style is rough, he wears his hair in cornrows,
His jeans hang loose and low
So his di, opps he can't be comfortable I mean, he's gotta be comfortable.
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