I whistled for a cab
Ha, someone else tried a bel-air, too.
Now all this talk about how my life got flipped, is turned upside down - down, I'd like to take some time and it is, right there, how could I, Prince of the town, Bella's - air, you sit down. In the playground, where my father made in the west philidelphia days is most of the time.
Chilling out of the bunch geulgo end, all basketball all the shooting outside the school, some not good when a good rest, I began to create problems in the neighborhood to have a few of these. I got a little fight and I'm scared because my mom said, "You beleseo aunt and uncle - the air'll stay."
I am in a cab, and it came near the liscense plate is FRESH and blowing whistles in the mirror when I had the dice. If anything, I can say this cab, but it was a rare thing, "Bell. John Holmes, forget it - I thought it was not the air!" 7-8 out of the house for me and I yelled at the cab driver, "John Holmes, at a later time, the smell!" I look at my country and, finally, I was there. Bell's Prince - the air is sitting in my throne.