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>>4147971

I be like, "damn gurl, yo swag swing harder than mah grams wit a switch." Den, Shanice gimme dat look dat say, "Tyro I'ma suk yo dick so good." So, I undo da zip on mah denim shorts n unload mah 9. Drizz o' kool aid sweat trix down mah nosedrills n mah lips so fat go, "dam bitch, you b like a Hoover." So, I grab dat ass, squeeze mah nut into sum bootyshakin'ass in honor of Washington Carver n tell a bitch to deuce cuz all niggas kno dat a used up bitch b like a kleenex; bess to throw 'em out. Shanice split, I grab mah gofone n hit up Devon, tell dat nigga bout tree O's movin' down south, maybe cop sum dose n crick up the tix if he down. Devon say he down, Dev always be down.