Imagine me apologizing times a billion, 'cause I don't mean to internet-die, but I know I've been doing that to you a lot since December. I don't even know what to say. Time likes to speed out of my control or something. Bah, I'm really really sorry Jane. As long as my sister doesn't come home and kick me off the computer I'll email you right now.
We be burnin' not concernin' what nobody wanna say.
We be earnin' dollars turning 'cause we mind de pon we pay.
More than gold and oil and diamonds - girls, we need dem everyday
Recognize it, we pimpin' as we riding *wink*
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