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Yo, who
Yo, [unverified]
Yo, man?

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

We down in the yo

Yo, we got a

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

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

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

Ain't no
The whole Reservoir Dog n shit
We gon' be eight deep, oh aight,
So on down, it's on yo

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

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

what time yo?
Umm
Like
Yeah, come no

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

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

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

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

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

neither one of them could keep that weak shit up
Corrupt, one steps to her
Hip hop just to
he gonna impress her

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

she nameless 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 comes Six, to add
His inactive to the mix
Talkin' at that saying, "Girl, I'ma wax that ass
And stick that slit so hard, you be calling me God"

So he proceeds to and prod
clumsy finger and wack sex slinger
"Condoms make me longer", wrong, 'cause her
Motions of snatch, detached from the situation
'Cause his pre, pre,

It seems she just wastin' pussy and time
On like number Seven, who ain't learned their 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
Into you like an ocean do you right and your head spin"
So he jumped in and then, he
Got and found in her Tart Canal

Slave to the waves, made him cum for
and last One turn arise
Plys her with familiar
Even more familiar still, 'cause him, she to love
But he never could quite see above, her

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

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