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Artificial Implants
Beat you with a rod
Its clear that im god
And I don't need no mother fucking security guard
Your girl has fear when I'm hard
When I am fucking her fast
She used to be tight
Well now, fuck it is vast
And it's the same as the last one
YOU HAVE NO LUCK WITH THE PAST
You can say I'm a place prick
I'll be make the bitch shave with a bic
My behavior is sick
And your bitch is craving in thick
It's the kind of angry sex where all I do is rage then the wick
Is lit
And it leads me to my enebital
explosive force
She raves in editable
She eat every couse
Its clear that im god
And I don't need no mother fucking security guard
Your girl has fear when I'm hard
When I am fucking her fast
She used to be tight
Well now, fuck it is vast
And it's the same as the last one
YOU HAVE NO LUCK WITH THE PAST
You can say I'm a place prick
I'll be make the bitch shave with a bic
My behavior is sick
And your bitch is craving in thick
It's the kind of angry sex where all I do is rage then the wick
Is lit
And it leads me to my enebital
explosive force
She raves in editable
She eat every couse
Published 27th Apr 2019
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