Lyrics:
Specialist of the breasts
She know i'm the best
Every day I Finesse
Nothing more, nothing Less
Give her Johnny, no Depp
Knock it out, make her rest
Keep
Hello everybody
We just came to have a good time
And if you want to have a good time with us
We ready ZupaNova let's go let's go
Back stroke breast
Hand on ya hip
Hand on ya head
Do the tab pop
Get in my bed
Shorty do that thing that you do best
Make it pop from ya ass to ya breast
Hand on ya hip
that you move that's flavour
Foot on the gas
Head way back
Wanna eat me for lunch nobody can't break us
Praise to the lord only he can save us
Breast
feeling on her breast breast breast breast
This message to Celeste- leste Celeste- leste
Yes (we'll wish this never ends)
I feel like Knuckles Vs sonic
breast stroke back stroke long stroke
(I be swimming in it)
Front stroke breast stroke back stroke long stroke
(I be swimming in it)
Front stroke breast
fi turn and you fi twist and
Mek me give you breast a kiss
But me ano catholic, no alcoholic
So mi nuh lick
Come sen on the pussy make me
Show you how
game, touch you on your breast
You wanna play? Bubble up yuh waist
I like di game, touch you on your breast
No cap
Your style is snatched
Turn
Hear di siren, a come fi di ex-wife
Di two long breast dem a battle fi life
Call di ambulance a gyal pussy tongue dead
She tek more man than hospital bed
growl,
His hair should twirl, and his face should scowl,
His eyes should flash, and his breast protrude,
And this should be his customary attitude,
MEDLEY
my breast, yeah
Cartier in my breast, yeah
Cartier in my breast, yeah
Don't, mucker, touchin' me, nah
Guy dream, baby, home, go to rob
Go flex, I'm
pity me
She tears her breast, her children to refresh
By her I am blessed, led to life from living death
Though death entreats me
Her life flows sweetly
I want a fabulous wife
It's just a simple request
I want a fabulous wife
Bigger the better the breast
You need a tighter pussy
If we're gonna get
though,
Swimming through the money watch me breast-stroke,
(Ooooh)
With a left Stroke,
1 time, 2 times, No Regrets though,
Talkin’ out the side of ya
Pull up on my stick, let it hit
Ima making cheese, so hot in she’s drip, yeah-yeah
Sippin da lean, fucking heat
Ima making breast and you know da
less or the stress but i'm moving all blessed
I'm chilling in west with the ten an were dressed
Like AJ, Trace my dinner no guest
An i'm seeing 2 breasts
Lay down my dear brothers, lay down and take your rest
Oh, won't you lay your head upon your savior's breast
I love you, oh but Jesus loves you
to living check to check to check to check?
First place, no neck and neck
Two girls is breast to breast to breast to breast
Blowing smoke but I'm a breath
wheels
In the club mommy chill while them haters ice grill
Mommy cute rock Fendi suites
Mommy fresh these my real breast
Mommy sex cause mommy grown,
talkin' breast cancer (woo, woo), she got a pink nipple
She got a pink pussy (pink), I just call her pig
She got some pink lips, and rock a pink wig
Lay down my dear brothers
Lay down and take your rest
Oh, won't you lay your head
Upon your savior's breast
I love you, oh but Jesus loves you
sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist
Put money in your idle hole
Put money in your idle hole
He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"
He said
To stranger is danger
I enjoyed my mother's breast milk
I love for all women's breast milk
I stray from topic but
That breast is yours, this breast is mine
sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist
Put money in your idle hole
Put money in your idle hole
He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"
He said
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