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Getter
Getter
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Lyndell Gray
Lyndell Gray
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Lyndell Gray
Lyndell Gray
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Let that shit ride, son Yeah Better pop it, you know what I like Raah, oohp Yes Getter Let's go Look I was out chilling with Pablo, I met a little fighter at Cinco de Mayo She is with three mamacitas, they was all full like 12 margaritas Now usually I'm thugging, I usually drink honey But shit yeah tonight is tequila (party) I'm thinking 'bout Jose Quivo, I get by Julio, how's the year mi amigo? And no, I don't know too much Spanish But I'll be goddamned if you think I can't handle it The way that she talking and rolling her toungue I just want her to hung while she handle it I want to be from the back, grab her head By the sky watch the view while she ride the dick Then chuck up the douche, yeah I'm out After fucking all over the house Fuck her all over the walls, on the floor and I stretch your ass out on the couch I like 'em nasty and classy If I fuck her, I own her, I'm daddy (say it) I got her calling me pappy, thinking first with the cock trying to block me No I won't lay up, I'll dunk her, I'll spin her my stats And make her wanna top me I want the hair with the neck and the side of the drug Just to show that it's sloppy (run it) I want your friend to come too but I'll leave that trio up to you No I'm not average, my dick is like matching my tongue Consistently work on the click I'll be dumb-guided and freaky to eat it And stiffly chew over this stuff to a dick The way that you fucking my eyes probably one of my size Come and grab it, don't ask for a pic You might want to tell your little friends how you feeling for real 'Cause they liking and loving my pics but don't you go giving details If this ever do fail then your homegirl will fill the position She said she got her eyes on me the way that she cut him And made me question her intentions I'm not a player but don't try to play me I love me a whore but I need me a lady Been done got in your feelings, stop swallowing my children And talking about having a baby I'll have to cut that ass off then you'll say I'm a dog Bitch you're wrong I was born in the 80s No I'm not trippng one bit (one bit) I don't do that relationship shit at all (no) No I'm not looking for love (hmm) I got ex who are looking for drugs Oh yeah bitch you know that I'm rolling Like a dirt bike that's gassed up and stolen You must be kidding me literally if you do not know me How can you be into me? So what you think I'm your type or you must be fucking the night? I ain't go lie if I go the whole nine then my sisters might fuck up your life And no I can't stay overnight, I won't argue and don't wanna fight If ever you think it's a game like I'm playing I won't give you no dick I'm on strike Peter Piper you know what I like or get your ass cut off the night Yes Getter You must be kidding me literally if you do not know me How can you be into me? So what you think I'm your type or you must be fucking the night? You must be kidding me literally if you do not know me How can you be into me? So what you think I'm your type or you must be fucking the night? Fucking the night
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