A hold up traymon my son,by da age ten he gone stunt,ladys calm - TopicsExpress



          

A hold up traymon my son,by da age ten he gone stunt,ladys calm down i know my yungin be fly,just like me the truth y lie,tell any women if its no string attach then play yo part,yeah education is a must you rite we smart,last year i was dealin with ratchett city,i dont pay for pussy some girl say thatll cost a buck fifty,i vomit and i always kept it one hundred,i dont pay no pussy iant stuntin,shot out to tiara bout games i kno ciara,she cool fwm hard when she dont have to,Qua my nephew you try him you dead,catchin a murder charge i neva been scared,i like a women who give head,swallow dont spit then work up a sweat,serious pussy can not lock me in,sorry pussy gone make me c what up wit ha friend,im so rude i dont have no manners,macin takin diffrent womens to diffrent dinners,so much money she see,im lo key i grind to stay on my feet,stora foam cup of lean,to match with my brand new jeans(t.black verse)
Posted on: Fri, 14 Mar 2014 17:51:46 +0000

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