The season of pimpen

by Montia   Sep 6, 2005


Pimpett of the winter,pimpen of the season,your boyfriend left you and i got all kinds of reasons,next come fall,played them all,then comes sppring an summer, i couldnt have met another,gurl that was dummer!If u dont like my apples dont shake my tree,Im a bad ass gurl dont mess wit me.

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