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"Respect It"
Touch my love...it feels like Primal
I'm the Thug...the Gangster's idol
I've got Locked-Down....i kept it Silent
I've been Locked-Down and I've been Violent
Hold ME close...the High is worth it
I pawned my Soul and lost the Purchase
What's your thoughts on groping fingers
All Three holes are All in danger
She's delicious like salty-flesh is
She looks Suspicious by how she dresses
What's the deal with Ripped-Up stockings
"Choke-Out Chicks" are the new, "What's Happening"
But she's the One begging ME to do it
"Smack My Bitch Up" , she Loves the New Shit
Hold her down and fuck All her anger
Show her my Love like a familiar stranger
"It is what It is" , a fantasy I'm holding
inside your mouth , my Cock is controlling
exactly how you move and how you accept it
is how you will Prove you knew to Respect It
So don't forget to Kiss It and always Stroke It
Keep it on your lips like you're trying to Smoke It
and Never be afraid to Love what you're doing
cause the One thing Love does is, it keeps moving
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M.E.
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