Kayla

by Anita   May 7, 2008


Sitting with Kayla across the street
jamin 2 shaggy 2 dopes cold beats
were smkin out of Pork chops stolen princess bowl
I sit and laugh as Kayla rolls
we would laugh @ the stupidest shit
And we would tell storyâ??s about Anthony and Brit bit
Now thatz all over im locked up again
After we got so close sheâ??s just another far away friend
I miss her and Akon I got u
I miss fergie glamerous 2
Jammin 2 icp in mommaz car on the way 2 da mall
I have no regrets at all
Sheâ??s just other subject of a fight I wont win
try and 4get about her hold it all in

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