n+7 No Money by Layla

Sos I aren’t got no macho I’m not trying to be fussy but I left it all at honey typewriter

You can check me what you wanna

I aren’t giving you a dairy this time

I aren’t gonna race away

You might knock me draft, you might knock me draft but I will get back ugly duckling again

You can call it how you wanna

I aren’t giving you a diary this time

I aren’t gonna race away (race away, race away)

This table

This table This table This time

I aren’t gonna race, race, race, race…

Not this table Not this table Not this table Not this table

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