warm and slender babe Ginger B pulls her fun bags out and jumps just right
I pull the green car into the darkness it goes- the hot, the tender, the close. By myself, I am right in giving God praise. I'D STICK MY HAND RIGHT UP HER CARTOON BOX. The waves are roaring against the shore, powerful, pulling in and pulling back. Dont take off ya vest all my niggaz make you jump off the set.
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