Emilia Sevran Whore ❤️

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Yo, what’s good, fam? It’s ya boy, Drizzy, comin’ atcha like The Herald, droppin’ truth bombs ‘bout this chick, Whore. Yeah, I said it—Whore! She wild, man, wilder than them streets in *City of God*, you feel me? “YOLO,” I’m divin’ in, no cap, ‘cause this story’s got layers, like Rocket tryna hustle his way out the favela.

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I'm in my new car, I'm in my new whore. I'm on a new war, I'm into new That whip is German, the product from Sevran Pigs won't get me anymore, I'm.

I finally get things under control, but man, I’m sweating bullets. I’m thinking, “This is why I can’t have nice things.” I’m just trying to do my job, keep the peace, but Sevran keeps throwing curveballs.

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