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I must b a producer 2such beats
Material i learnt futifies beauty... But nw i scent u it eclates wit ur nudy........ Brown tits, thick ripe clits.... An adventure ma dick honors wit kicks... I made u rain in ur sunshine... Yt u complain u want my fun sixty nine.... No drums, no pianos, ur sweats gave rum, ur breasts i played lyk notes. She closd ha eyes. If dis was ha death, she was wiling for trice. Dat soft moan, ur tempo i made groan. I've neva been in a pro studio but i produced ha heart's beat wit Fellatio.
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