ewwwwwww.Originally Posted by Autumn
ewwwwwww.
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.
well you know what...
i love the fact that i small ones.
.... i can always get bigger ones after i pop out two kids. the husband and i discussed it already. and he is fine with it as long as he gets to see before and after.
ewwwwwww.
and i'm not talking about leg hair.
***** please... my milkshakes brings all the boys and girls to MY yard.
Yes dots.
yall are married and he hasn't seen the before? I hope that was a joke.
Well fine, he is fine.
I love em big, gotta be big. I mean having them is important though, I've seen some chicks that are really hot, then really have like no tits at all.
What a bonerkill.
Fock your big hole yard
not married yet. engaged though.
but i call him my husband.
Fock your big hole yard
nothing on me is bigtrust me.
eeeeewwwwwwww.
mine aren't big and you still help me cheat on the husband...
i really hope he doesn't come in this thread...
Oh please that poonani hole is big as hell.
So Autumn, you gonna tell him how you can suck a golf ball through a garden hose?
eeeeewwwwwwww.
what's gross? i didnt get it.
still though.
Also, if you are horny you should have just called me.
i can?
LOL at you... Trust me, it's not.
what's gross? i didnt get it.
vagina fur FTL.
This thread sucks. B!tch with no tits + Horny= Fail* Error
No proof no care.
he's in florida.
but you're even farther than him.
How did you know he was in Florida?he's in florida.
but you're even farther than him.
there is no fur... you must have misread... lol
he's my husband. of course, i know where he's at.
yea what he said
5 o'clock shadow ftl...
LOL... oh well, husband is in florida. so idc.
Autumn if you go down on me tonight I'll show you the best night of your life.
20 hours to go, start driving.
lol
boooooooooooo
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who cares about your husband he obviously aint doing his job. He prob banging the brains out of some big tittay girl as we speak too. Which reminds me fock having no car.
... i could just drive 5 hours and see my husband.
or i could jump on a plane and it'll be two hours?
Get on the plane now!
Or I'll leave you tied to the bed again for 15 hours.
who cares about your husband he obviously aint doing his job. He prob banging the brains out of some big tittay girl as we speak too. Which reminds me fock having no car.
well if he so entertained with this big tittay girl, why is he texting me at this very moment?
... i'll just stay horny.
What that ***** want God?
Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger ****)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby
Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage down the way, word up
KnowhatI'msayin?
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get...)
Yeah, check this ol fly **** out
Word up
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me) Take you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) Here we here we go
(dolla dolla bill y'all) Check this ****, yo!
[Verse One: Raekwon the Chef]
I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Staying alive was no jive
At second hands, moms bounced on old men
So then we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
And let's start it like this son, rollin with this one
And that one, pullin out gats for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin woolies at sixteen
And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
Making my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for cracks and weed
The combination made my eyes bleed
No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white boys in ball courts
My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin keys from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
Yo ***** respect mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Move from the gate now
[Chorus: Method Man]
Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all
[Verse Two: Inspector Deck]
It's been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
I peep at the shape of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause **** is deep
A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not... could not...
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin -- going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I learned life is hell
Living in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
Smokin bones in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you maintain
to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
That what? That life is hectic
[Outro:]
[Chorus -- 4X]
****** gots to do what they gotta do, to get a bill
YaknowhatI'msayin?
Cuz we can't just get by no more
Word up, we gotta get over, straight up and down
[Chorus -- 3X]
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M.
get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll, YEAH
i'm not showing pics... those are private
Wtf, he doesn't even text me because it costs him money.
That bastard!
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