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Exaggeratin’ for fun – imagine her pimp rollin’ up, all “Gimme my cut, Jedi!” I’d be like, “Bro, I’m Yoda, not your ATM!” Sarcasm’s my shield – “Oh, great, another ‘entrepreneur’.” Personal quirk? I’d probly ask her fave song – weird flex, I know. Disorderly thoughts – she’s hot, she’s shady, damn, her heels loud – clack, clack, clack! Like that creepy hotel scene in the flick – tension risin’, you feel me?

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She wound up as a whore in the middle of nowhere because the Khan didn't think she was good enough for his own private harem. The prostitute is.

Every street corner’s got its own pulse and secret. And I say, “Zee beauty of life ain’t perfect, sugar. But it’s our story!” Even when I’m in a hurry, types like “luv a lil more; care a bit less!” slip out.

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