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I sit at the window like a fool
Bosko was shaking, his I
I have to dry clothes
I cheshitsya leg
I prisidayu per pot
Again cheshitsya leg
Feel this beautiful zapashёk
My label red Moscow
Why did she come from?
Men's pussy to mouth
Why all eto?
Why? Why?
What it gives
All night on the span
Why all eto?
Why? Why?
I hit a bucket
And I grew a horn on his head

I do not have boobs

ST glove on his hand
Why did she come from?
Men's pussy to mouth
Why all eto?
Why? Why?
What it gives
All night on the span
Why all eto?
Why? Why?
Why all UTB? * I * Rep
Why all UTB? Why?

I do karate, ushiist I boxer
Masha hands like a donkey and komunnist
I have a wealth of major UTB truth
But my dad was watching me from the window
He looks, but does not see
The vision he had one hundred minus minimum
This fucking shit and not a song
I thought my penis stands, but no, he hanged himself
I gave her my glasses
Oh, you bitch, hang out with him
Mashita behind, my hands
With strёmnymi of extension hair
I even gave her a wheelbarrow ride
I podudzhi a jacket crap
The car with tinted and stop
Pope sorry your son humanoid

Above it hangs a butterfly
I like vyglezhu Tranny
I do not sit behind the wheel
There's my mother sitting
Refills are looking for a third time
And backed each other in the eye
Maam stop
Your son wants piis piis

Why did she come from?
Men's pussy to mouth
Why all eto?
Why? Why?
What it gives
All night on the span
Why all eto?
Why? Why?