avatar John Paul

When I come home from work, I'm fiending for an eight ball I got a crack on my mind, I'm hearing cocaine call Telling me to beep the dealer to deliver me stuff Keep it a secret from my wife cause she thinks I don't use drugs There I was, bleeding from my nose And damn, I couldn't breathe, but I'm still thinking

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avatar Isabella Lewis

Come on baby, he's coming this way right here. Oh no, he's maddering!

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avatar ROFL

Thank you.

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avatar ROFL

Elle vit le monde en noir et blanc Elle a conquis mon continent Elle a toujours un peu d'avant

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avatar ROFL

I heard someone else is going to pray.

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avatar ROFL

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Ha ha ha!

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