Zoey and D bang out magic cookies of love and the dank green sticky icky
We hope
We love
We fight , fuck , we smoke up and giggle bitch
D banging Z , high flying, our love ain't NEVER DYIN!
DONT CHOP THE CRUST OF LIFE DUNSE!
YEAH ! ZOEY AND FUCKIN Das nootz
It just makes sense
Hitting the road with a bag burritos , a couple grenades of love. We can't be stopped, we'll that would be silly son. Unless you hate your skin . Keep that precious skin and finally I