Mi$$ Independent
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Tue, Mar 4, 2014
Ooh there's somethin about Just somethin about the way she's move And I can't figure it out there's something about her Said ooh it's somethin about kinda woman that want you but don't need you And I can't figure it out it's somethin about her Cause she walk like a boss talk like a boss Manicured nailed to set the pedicure off She's fly effortlessly Cause she move like a boss do what a boss Do she got me thinkin about gettin involved That's the kinda girl I need
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