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, with a leg of rotting ham dripping boiling vegie oil,gets the recrum lubricated ,
On my fucking twot,lambs ribs masturbated,anal commando with
disposable vapes
Doesn't count for anything if it's aesthetic waste
We'd care more about space if there was oil in the stars
But who are we to say if there
no one noticed you
Take your rage on women who don't like you
Called them names cause they're not interested in you
Even an extra virgin olive oil gets
pussy tight
Mi affi oil it
Virgin
She skin it out and a tell me seh
A yours this
She seh mi mek she feel worthless
Cause she never plan fi give it up so
the redeemed of the quarantine
Say so, say so
This is a shut-in it’s time for everybody to
Lay low, lay low
Got the extra virgin olive oil
For the door post
ready for Virgin Islands
Hot sauce
Yea I got that hot sauce
My name is J Wick
Walking down the street you know I got that heat
Son of InI you know I'm
I know who I am
Since the Virgin Mary had a little lamb
He's the Son of God and the Son of man
Had to walk on water cause I never swam
Keep my eye
These fuckin' snakes man
Fuckin' up our lives
I'll take a piss in your oil fields
I want some motherfuckin' payback so, yo
I wanna run for
Like some virgin with her cloth
I play the goddess coming through
Now I play the parting slave
All for wanting you
We do things 'cause we must
The law
financial analysis
Banks are all froze in
The throes of paralysis
Golly, it's very nice crushing the parasites
Man, I'm in paradise, give me a pair of dice
I
photo
And analysis shows the lander's ceiling shadow
10,000 pound thrusters, no craters or blast holes though
You wanna see the rest of the show here ya
newsprint, and oil
To print below the recognition threshold
For hundreds of miles
But the electromagnetic energy resists analysis
The hesitation was repeated
Top-quality oils, from lands abroad,
IFRA approved, we're reaching for the stars.
Magic in a bottle, a scent so rare,
Unveiling stories, whispers in the air.
clear, my chance is clear
And I drive the boat to strive
My oil with miles stones rounds one's neck
Am prepared to work or fight
In my career, if you have
the lick
If she keeps it virgin tight
I treat that oil to that vip
Keep that toy just to play
Keep the pop like a plate
Drop the top
On your chick
Then I
their seeming oil, long since the last revival
Many souls who thought they'd light, oh, when the scene was closed
Now against the bridegroom fight, and so
the benzo
Gotchu rubbing on me
Getting close on the seat
Hold on tight, oh don't let go
Xtra Virgin Olive Oil baby don't you slip
You're my everything,
Run come here me baby
come mek di fire flairy
Sidung pan me Lufthansa
gyal dont scary yuh pussy tight yuh must be virgin mary
Use baby oil an rub dung
never up it so we murk him
Act like extra olive oil, yeah you virgins
She said she blocked me on my page but she lurkin'
Always stay ten toes that's for
Coladas.
.... Make mine a virgin.
.... (OK, will you be having a virgin as well?)
Yes! For dessert! Ha ha ha ha ha!
.... (Sir, I'm afraid I don't get
shotguns, you name it. All to try to save some of the last unspoiled virgin forest we have left anywhere in this country from being chopped down and turned
identify analysis
Just wanna hold my carburetor bible
Snapping to attention, eyes on the horizon
Keep your filter clean, wipe the oil from your dreams
change
First pressed virgin oil from the Greek Border
Spit the shit that have me laid up with the sheik's daughter
Three quarter on the Bally jacket
of scenery?
Instead of going through the motions like machinery?
I think it's time to change the oil in the motor
Instead of living by the same old rota
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