A girl named Liquor
By LoVeliqUor RaY-Z
Not exactly clear it is when and where. No one will pay a
bit of memory or patient in such kind of small beer. It seems that
every human-beings say what they say in a peace day, and no guys
want to rap out of Ray. Yes, ray, but it’s ok. Pale with fatigue,
the cup left on that lonely table is empty, no more wine and no
more whiskey; he had just finished the first meet with Liquor and
was dizzy in a lovely river at once the
