It's the fence for Nani womanness baby boys baby girls you need to hear this

Every sit down sit down receive this realness make sure your cops ready for the

till we I go see pea Oh hard time scrolling for your long shorts,

you might learn something when you know

can let you find, and she's one of a kind,

don't say you mine say you're mine say you're mine Not singing. That wrapping go flex.

Make it go 2.0.

Let's go.

Scothed out my Acorn era. didn't think I'd be the oak, so before you assume and talk

crud is probably best you choke.

God's favourite and the angels wins his prosside as my haven,

lest to serve up what you lot have clearly been craving it's your

tongue go crazy but bear this in my baby raise it on a minus and it has to fall and

that's on God who made me powerful on my knees jeez I mean I pray the conviction ancestral truths flow from me and

here of mass addiction. Can you hear them when they sing for me? The ancestors make sure

blessings cling for me. Steps guided so I never fought up, ever humbled when

they need me lead the way.

Show them all the beauty they possess inside.

Give them a sense of pride.

Um, I'm back. No, I'm not.

Not really, I am not back.

But, um, why am I here?

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