Aimee
Aimee is her name, she spit mad game.
She’s mad cool, when we are together, we act a fool.
Never a dull moment, we are mad tight.
Tighter than a straight guys ass, yeah that’s right.
And even if he turned gay,we could never fade away.
That’s just not us, friends forever is a must.
Even if she pulls my hair and I get mad,
That doesn’t change the fact that she wants my dad.
Wait did u just..? yeah I did. Got a prob.? Fight me kid!
So really though, Aimee is the shhhhh, no doubt.
WHAT!? You don’t know what im talkin ‘bout!?
Just hang out with her, it’ll take ONE day.
You’ll be hooked on her like a horse is hooked on hay.
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