Well if its going to be that kind of barbeque
Well if its going to be that kind of barbeque
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Let the pussy feel neglected
Let me guess, you want them
You can't and will not escape
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Your holes want it
Will you still call me after?
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I want performance, not excuses