paroles de chanson Too Much - Fat Nick

G-g-g-get lost on the track boy
Get over here
Smoking donkey packs all these blunts I feel conceited
Yeah I fucked your main thot she the quickest semen eater
Come our way to guap your meeter
Poor that eighth in this here litter
Standing straight I cannot hear you worst than guap you can't come near me
Bitches want to fuck me now