Naughty
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You love my purfume I can tell
By the way you close your eyes
I trigered something
Wrapping your hands around
My small frame fits perfectly
You grip me tighter so I dont slip
You better believe you gotta misread
all the signs, they ain't faithful
All the ladies, they ain't careful
you gotta have time to get a dime
this world, this life, all the strife
Dams blowin up,
"red imp you stink"always tossing ink Goodfellow's worth no troubleer he goes errs left rubbleshine a shoe change a facehe moves at a startling paceto and fro from king to queen
Everyone, everywhere
love me, desire me
let me be in all of your wet dreams and fantasy
men, women, all
