User:Kjv14

i like big büttz, trilling out on the dope fat blunts, trying to get fucked up without trying hard; smile baby, it's bikini season. She's so much hotter than he will ever be; lights will always be so catchy to me. You know the word light? Light, la la light light. I will not equivocate, I will not retreat, and we will be heard. Like the civil war, you know? It remains unclear, but baby, never fear; I'm right here. Curves like your spine running through my hands, rocky road, slide down the ladder of your torso. Just 1 hit, hon, rest assured I won't be able to quit. jiggy, wild,/this beat's fucking styled/out,/fuck that pout/time to grout/every pore in your skin/come on in. the fuck you trying to front?" all this comes in over the telegram, and Marcos was stupefied.
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