Mari Moscow Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Whores, man—they’re like Zodiac’s ciphers. You wanna crack ‘em, but they’re slippery. Ever think bout that? How they’re just… there? I’d sit with Candy, coffee goin’ cold, askin’, “Why this life, huh?” She’d laugh—dry, sarcastic—“Larry, why not?” Fair point! Still, I’d mutter to myself—dumbass, she’s smarter than you! Exaggeratin’ here, but she coulda run a damn empire, swear it. Instead, she’s dodgin’ creeps and rain puddles.

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The girls are innocent and mothers stab lovers in Moscow The tanks roll in and the people want more. My father was sure that my mother was a whore in Moscow.

Anyhoo, hope this paints the vibe of the city in your heart, homie. Yo, come through, and we'll ride these streets together, laughin', cryin', and just livin' like there's no tomorrow. Young Mula Baby, keep it real, and I'll catch you on the flip side!

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