I Got Some From A Telephone Hotline

I came with open mind
I saw the chance to took
Pics and picks of chics
With tits and personal places to suck
I gotta big thingy
That's always tryna burst
I look better than the best
And am a man to trust
I came with open mind
I thought that it was enough
Reached out to myeyes and highbeams
Calling their bluff
Meanwhile, all the while
Invested dough should rise up
This baker is the maker
Of so many prah ducts products
Real recognizes
Sex is driven by lust
I am as wholly as they'll come
And I gave in to the rush
The rhythm of a woman
She's a song to be touched
She's got me open like the road
When I'm gushing my truck
I treat her like a lady
Yet she's seeking my nut
I sing my own song
And she loves it so much

 

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