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Yo, who
Yo, [unverified]
Yo, whattup

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

We in the studio yo

Yo, we got a

Yo, is she
Yeah, live
Sup wit
She's just, real to talk
Sometimes I used to off

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

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

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

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

Fuck some other
it, aight, bet, what the?
Y'know, whassup for real, for
Word, yo so come

Aight what yo?
Umm
Like
Yeah, come no

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

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

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

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

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

neither one of them could keep that weak shit up
Corrupt, fifth one to her
Hip hop clothed to
Think he gonna her

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

Seems she nameless to
Got his in a death cunt clutch
He fast falls from the force of her tight punch
Just like the rest of that sorry ass

Now, comes Six, ready to add
His shit 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 poke and
With clumsy and wack sex slinger
"Condoms make me longer", wrong, 'cause her
Motions of snatch, detached from the situation
his pre, pre, pre-ejaculation

It seems she just wastin' good pussy and
On dudes like number Seven, who learned their lesson
He wants to enter the flesh
By dropping a kind of line

"Your honey hole so fine and mile deep, I'm leap
Into you like an ocean do you and make your head spin"
So he in and then, he drowned
Got lost and found in her Canal

Slave to the waves, made him cum for
Eighth and last One arise
Plys her with lies
Even familiar still, 'cause him, she used to love
But he could quite see above, her mound

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

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