Latina G-string contest 2

My first girl, Aniston.

'Cause he ain't scared of death

To make all the ****** think of that shit

Like a strip out a thug in an H&M

Little bitch told him, "It's called a razor cap"

I remember Madison, if you fall for three

Before the police started all that weak shit

All the big hoes, big loose men

All the skinny hoes, damn bruised, bruised headed

Let a ***** bust a mic, damn right, bitch

Fuck my wife, you my slut, but like, you know

All I do is cash that cash

I won't charge you as long as you cash that bag

What's up, man? Fantasy!

Good job, good job, good job

Fantasy, pick it up, man

Fantasy, handle that

Came down off the gallon, stretchin' toes like he Legit Bro

Check that big ol' Moody Thug, screw up the ground

I'm just doin' it now, around the 'round

As long as that pussy ain't spittin'

Damn, she make all the ****** look at that shit

Like a strip out a club in an ATM

Little bitch toy, they started raisin' hell

I remember when the city be fallin' to three

****** thought the police started all that weak shit

All the big hoes gettin' loose with it

All the city hoes gettin' Bruce Bruce

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