Has it come to this?

Original rig-biz material, you're listening to a son's advert, time to sort of your hair, it's critical.

Has it come to this?

Original rig-biz material, you listen to a son's advert if you're bored listen up as critical

make yourself at home settle back down have a cup of Joe used to chill you to laugh out loud

you to allow the girls to go right on down but then guess what even the stuck girls from Putney they don't

want to fuck me probably since I lost my lid no chance no family no chance kids but

I'm still making money well I used to be before my hair went funny

and they're laughing at all the walk in the city even my bosses my uncles become shitty

I used to fucking fuck around you said every time we used to play it loud

used to be the king of the clap in town and they They're fucking laugh as I've fallen down

The press thought on my own

See a guy plugged in his phone and say

Ah, can you help me too, help my lid and help me through?

He said yeah, you got to go to the sons. Genius makers

with a hair-based punting. Two months you'll have a new lid.

Chance of a wife and chance of a kid. I said, is your discount code? He said, I give you

4% of all that I know putting the code rig this

40 and assault out your lid and off you go.

Yeah original rig-vis material you're listening to the sun's adverts are time to

sorts out your lid is critical.

All you got to do is go to the sun's website

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