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gdp
jersey
sup ladies
when i put it down i be rubbin’ on her cl-t, cl-t, cl-t, cl-t, cl-t
when i eat her out i be suckin’ on her cl-t, cl-t, cl-t, cl-t, cl-t
and she squirm around cause i’m touchin’ on her cl-t, cl-t, cl-t, cl-t, cl-t
and all these young b-tches man they want the… they want the…
gdp…. son… what

2 humps like a camel, now she has a camel crush on me
luckily i could give a flying motha f-ck im g
f-ck with me, i’d love you to if it was up to me
i’m getting more accustom to the finer things and luxuries
slide her panties off its roast beef under these
my accapella hotter than ur cruel summer f-ck this beat
clam dip, my mans whip loves to eat pierced cl-t b-tches is like deer ticks;
suckin me
what you thought it wasn’t, i don’t love em, they get a kid head
y’all don’t know nothing about bustin’ 3 sums in a twin bed
touch em, i tuck em youngins like teddy bux then the chick spreads
20-somethin givin’ head like split ends
suckin on her cl-t, cl-t, cl-t, cl-t, cl-t

when i put it down i be touchin on her cl-t, cl-t, cl-t, cl-t, cl-t
then shes squirm around cause im rubbin on her clip,clip,clip,clip, cl-t
and all these young b-tches man they want the… they want the…
yeah, gdp son. f-ck you

- gdp

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