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Yo, who
Yo, [unverified]
Yo, whattup

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

We in the studio yo

Yo, we got a

Yo, is she
Yeah, she's
Sup wit
She's just, real to talk
Sometimes I used to off

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

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

no bullshit?
The whole Dog squad n shit
We be eight deep, oh aight, word
So come on down, on yo

it's it's it's just us?
Yeah, just us
Oh damn, whassup with some jawns?
Oh yes, it's just her and weed y'know sayin'?

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

Aight time yo?
Umm
now?
Yeah, come no

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

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

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

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

To sanctified where in house spirits
Will later wash away all traces, of their ill words
And complacent faces and then, like their minutemen,
Lude, aggrandized sexual endeavors, end up

'Cause neither one of them could that weak shit up
Corrupt, fifth one to her
Hip hop clothed to
Think he gonna her

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

Seems she nameless to
Got his stuff in a death clutch
He fast falls from the of her tight pussy punch
like the rest of that sorry ass bunch

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

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

It seems she just good pussy and time
On dudes like number Seven, who ain't their lesson
He wants to enter the flesh
By dropping a kind of semi-sweet

"Your honey hole so fine and mile deep, I'm leap
Into you like an ocean do you right and your head spin"
So he in and then, he drowned
Got and found in her Tart Canal

to the waves, made him cum for days
Eighth and last One turn
Plys her familiar lies
Even familiar still, 'cause him, she used to love
But he never quite see above, her mound

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

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