girl you look sooo fine/just want you to bend over for my pine/call it my wood the way i make you wind/ and i just love the way we grind/and you can be my favourite dime/and i know you love it when i spit this rhyme/ but remember i dont like it when spit on my time/ so girl swallow before i run out of mine/hold up theres only enough time for one line/ girl between my legs you look so fine!
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