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Yo, who
Yo, [unverified]
Yo, whattup

Yo, whassup
This is the Ill
Oh, G?
Y'know, yo

We down in the yo

Yo, we got a

Yo, is she
Yeah, live
Sup wit
She's just, nice to talk
I used to knock off

Word how she be
Oh yeah, she's swingin' like y'know it's on
Oh,
I called a couple other heads and shit

Aight, who else, who else, who widdit?
I she widdit like that?
Yeah, you

Ain't no
The whole Reservoir Dog squad n
We gon' be deep, oh aight, word
So come on down, on yo

Aiyyo it's it's just us?
Yeah, just us
Oh damn, with some more jawns?
Oh yes, it's just her and some weed sayin'?

Fuck some shit
Fuck it, aight, bet, the?
Y'know, for real, for real
Word, yo so come

Aight time yo?
Umm
Like
Yeah, through no

I the voyeur, peer, as she her, ritual
sexual ties for few and untrue
Words of admiration, translation ass, lines of trash
from first one's unskilled lips
That beg for tricks that make his dick go quickly limp

She pimps her innocence as One demands
Entrance through the door
"Bend over bitch, you this is what you were born for
To dig those soft and lotion knees into the
And it in, that sweetly spread ass like a real pro whore"

Her subsequent screams to praise
messages of pleasure and pain to his fuck tainted brain
But her screams masked laughs at his ass
As he quicker comes, then third and fourth one just as
Invite themselves to in

Third One wants to hit the skins old style
Fourth One says, "Don't she got some DSL's
Make a nigga joint just swell, to think? I wanna sink my
Into bitch's, berry-framed mouth"
So one North, the other South

To sanctified places in house spirits
Will wash away all traces, of their ill spoken words
And complacent faces and then, like minutemen, predecessors
Lude, aggrandized endeavors, end up rough

'Cause neither one of them could keep that weak up
Corrupt, fifth one to her
Hip hop just to
Think he impress her

"Hey Slim, I heard you was a sit on up
Top this thing, black dick, and it like a winner"
the quickness he got his pseudo-thickness all up in her
But suddenly he, mid thrust

Seems she to 'cuz
Got his stuff in a death cunt
He fast falls from the force of her tight pussy
like the rest of that sorry ass bunch

Now, here Six, ready to add
His shit to the mix
Talkin' smack at that saying, "Girl, I'ma wax ass
And stick slit so hard, you gonna be calling me God"

So he to poke and prod
With clumsy and wack sex slinger
"Condoms make me last longer", wrong, her
Motions of snatch, however detached the situation
his pre, pre, pre-ejaculation

It seems she wastin' good pussy and time
On dudes like number Seven, who ain't learned lesson
He wants to the flesh divine
By a kind of semi-sweet line

"Your honey hole so and mile deep, I'm gonna leap
you like an ocean do you right and make your head spin"
So he jumped in and then, he
Got lost and found in her Canal

to the waves, made him cum for days
Eighth and last One arise
her with familiar lies
Even more familiar still, him, she used to love
But he never could see above, her mound

A pound of is all she was, no name no face or even voice
So poised, she rises Phoenix the flame
Finally with their feeble fuck games
She reaches behind her and takes straight aim
At eight shriveled up cocks with a fully loaded
Parts lips, not expressly made for milding

And then, she speaks, shrieks of horror bring me bliss
I must admit the thought that I could shred tips
eight quick flips excites me, see y'all fuck with the pussy
But I fuck with your minds, lack of soul and is the crime
This was a set up, now me what, what's my name?