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Well, here's what happened
Basically, I came back from the future
And Frieza was waiting for me
And this ♥♥♥♥♥ said:
You think you the drink, ♥♥♥♥♥?
You're not even the cup (Grrra)
This ♥♥♥♥♥ got a middle part (Grrra)
With a low taper and and—
This ♥♥♥♥♥'s the drink
This ♥♥♥♥♥'s liquidity
He can't be a solid
♥♥♥♥♥♥ call me the drink
They call him the what?
When I was a kid
♥♥♥♥♥♥ called me the juice box
But now I'm the drink
They call him the what?
A beverage of sorts?
Vegеta's the cup
Because hе is my father
My son is the drink
I am the cup
I don't give a ♥♥♥♥
They call me the cup
When my son was a kid
♥♥♥♥♥♥ looked at his liquidity and at his rizz
Don't tell me that ♥♥♥♥ isn't skibidi
We in the club poppin bottles like 50
No cent, it's 50 thou
Why all these ♥♥♥♥♥ ♥♥♥♥♥♥ running they mouth?
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