Roscoe Dash - Sidity Lyrics

Sidity Lyrics She got pictures of her last man, all in her trash can. She focused it's hopeless sheÂ's too much of her past and She in a mind state where her grind rate Sets her apart from all the life bait. She makes her own dough, sheÂ's extraordinary And those hips and thies you dream about she more than carries Tails and fairys can't describe how she measure up. SheÂ's a dime, not describe