You've got the mother load,
You've got the stuff I like.
Everytime I'm with you babe,
I just get psyched.
Like bling in your mouth but it's just old fillings.
Dry skin on your hands, and your cracks so cracked,
that bottom &
sittin on your bed with your jacked up back.
Spoken: "Hey girl, I want to watch you do you pilates, and skip the hard part.
You've got the mother load...
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