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Hurricane Chris She Fine

which one? She's so classy, she's so jazzy Lil' momma blow like a rail Do it on the D, she don't need no help She say she got it, she do it all by herself

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one) She so classy, Shes so jazzy (yea) Lil momma blow like a ref Do it on tha dick She don't need no help She say she got it She do it all by her self

one) She so classy, Shes so jazzy (yea) Lil momma blow like a ref Do it on tha dick She don't need no help She say she got it She do it all by her self

a pic Whitch one She so classy, Shes so jazzy Lil momma blow like a Do it on tha dick She don't need no help She say she got it She do it all by her

fight she aint sceard she got a pair she stand up for her man leave a bopper out of breath she a dime and she fine and she all of the above imma touch

, then throw him a concert in Madison square Watch everybody sleep through it We can go bar for bar, I'll let the lines speak to 'em What they say? Bleek is over let Chris

The Storm of the Century (the 1935 Labor Day hurricane song) Words and music by Chris Foster © January 9th 2003. The keys are the islands along Florida

throw him a concert in Madison square Watch everybody sleep through it We can go bar for bar, I'll let the lines speak to 'em What they say? Bleek is over let Chris