Ghettotech Trap Lyrics – 805 Enavol

Miss 805, hooker of the century
Store this p#ss# in a motherf#ckin‘ pantry
Couple ghetto, large dicks, what I fancy
Hit it right, or I‘m finna get angry

Pull up to the club with my tiddies out
Got them boys wanna eat the kitty out
Feel up on it, don‘t back up if you with it now
I‘m so excentric when I‘m out here in the city now

Oh my God, what the f#ck
Put it in my #ss and f#ck me hard
Knees to my ears, and hit the spot
Make a mess in my #ss, don‘t clean it up

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme c#m
Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it, have fun
Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, go on
Ya big dick in my p#ss# got me ahhhh
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805 Enavol Lyrics – Ghettotech Trap

805 Enavol

Ghettotech Trap