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The shyest soul says the wisest things
And a pure soul illuminates green
I'm in this world searching for my peace of mind and trying to obtain normality too naturally I want to be like you
When I grow up I want to be just like you sit in the back and learn how to turn tricks like you bad Biish momma
I want hips like you tits like you I want my voice to sound like a lone wolf when I try to cum like you
Bad Biish mommie
Daddy still says you remind him of a jeep and he wants to ride you when them telling me I'm giving them Buggati blues the way my back arches and my tongue swirls giving men the blues
