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Confira a Letra Dumb Bell

Quick Man

Dumb Bell

Hold dumb bell under
Your legs with your clap
Facing each other

And your elbows
Slightly bent then
Sit up

I said fucked up dumb
Bell already I'm fucking
Tire

Only sit up that make
Me feel nice
Doesn't dumb bell

All my dawgs in yard
Nobody really care
Work hard

I'm feel the best
Than ever its means
That there are no blame

My sister get back
With dumb bell then
Her said max I want to you
Get strong

My broda I suggest
What even be hard
You gotta try a bit

I don't care what bothers
Me its just you get stronger
No no I don't feel me ready

Tea tea bleed of divel
I feel something bad in the way
My wristins is so frozen but ain't much

I say pull up gang rpg
Bitch don't play with blaze
When start drinki lit

Crash in this shit
Put bandz in the my crib
Look look that dawgs it's so greedy today

I got my crib
It's like volcanic when start breath
But hunnid pegs big dawgs left my leg

I never see crip
Bitch like you bro big dawgs
Gotta resist when ain't gave

Hold dumb bell under
Your legs with your clap
Facing each

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