.It aint funny how we don't talk anymore
I'm custom built to be spilt but fun 'til i hit the floor>Why be the powdery apple in the bunch
The sweetness aint so delish without the crunch
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Sharp dressed for convicts (high maintenance)
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