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hoes make the world go round n' round yeah,
hoes make the world go round.

yeah I'm not available and idk if ill be,
but i like the way your attention pleases me.

so lemmi indulge you in a cloak of conversation,
where you flex, i floss until we become an abomination.

its hella tight my ass; that's what guys look for in a lass, right?
feminine; drip-drop, slime, wet, ooze. glaze, shine, high-light.

my sphincter concocting an orgasm so fine,
it'll send not just you but us both relaxed n' flyin.

a drug dispenser that walks and talks,
one you can have if you wear socks with crocs.

cause no matter how differently you me-view,
my honest convos will carry a sexual hue..

not just fn, but whenever there's said attention,
outside of availability, yeah even then.

hoes run the world after all tmyk,
we make do of the frustrated, they roll don't slow.

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