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About Linkoping

Yo, what’s good, fam? Young Mula Baby! So, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout findin a prostitute, ya dig? Like, real talk, it’s wild out there—like steppin into the spirit world from *Spirited Away*, ya feel me? “No-Face” vibes, tryna figure out who’s real, who’s fake. Streets be hummin, like a beat I can’t turn off.

How to get it

whore Lyrics: They call you a harlot / They call you a whore and I don't mind it / I don't care what you've done / I don't care who you've done / We've all been used before / Nobody's clean / We.

First thing, I’m mixing up this new batch of cinnamon rolls. I’m talkin’ the kind that makes you wanna hug your grandma. But then, bam! My mixer decides it’s had enough. Just stops. Like, really? At 5 AM? I’m there, wrestling with this thing, and I’m like, “C’mon, don’t do me like this!”