DAPHNE
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life
Turnt up and terrorising trying to get over
Basout here in prison you undercover
Held down, passed around where your bad at boy
You might wanna hide your snack and lock your back door
Make it easy take it hard the choice is yours to do
You will turn down when them inmates get to you
I pray you survive all them bootyhole rapes
At the end of your 'turnt up'....leave the badat the gates.
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