[Music] You packed that mossy one case of three. Caught you a blueeyed do that. But ain’t white till you were chasing. Said you’ll be home by Sunday. But I went to church alone. It’s 200 p.m. on Monday. And here you come pulling in the neighborhood, but you ate out the woods. Yeah. Like you had to look back and never you went out whoever forgot your gun. Oh dear. Tell me something. Do you think I’m done? Okay. Cover up the smell.

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  1. I wanted to thank OP for responding, but when i deleted my comment, your reply also deleted.
    I took my comment back bc I didn’t want to put a bad light on your channel.