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Mother Hips Magazine

herself into a magazine Like every preacher needs a sinner and the gangster likes the sub-machine, experts get paid by the beginners and the bombshell needs her magazine

herself into a magazine Like every preacher needs a sinner and the gangster likes the sub-machine, experts get paid by the beginners and the bombshell needs her magazine

in my grip Chorus : Bring me flowers, make sure you're not seen Put down the phone, pick up a magazine Trouble I'm so tired of hanging in the dark Ignite me with your mother

above her Get it from her mother, did it to her brother Magazine cover, glad to meet a hustler Shorty whassup? She had She had Hennessey hips and Belve

There?s the smell in the air, rubbbed from an ad in a magazine There?s that lust in my eyes their hearts light up like TV screens June is busting out

((continue)) ((That?s pretty good, I like that)) Thanks (( I?m feelin? it, Ya see my hips movin?? I?m feelin it.)) You?re old enough To be my mother

I gotta brang it, this woman dangerous None other, who's her lover, this above her Get it from her mother, did it to her brother Magazine cover, glad

gotta brang it, this woman dangerous None other, who's her lover, this above her Get it from her mother, did it to her brother Magazine cover, glad to

that with the long slender legs and the way you see my hips when i lift up my shirt. yes please give me that body i see wehn i read magazines cause im