Blend your nose contour.

Like, yo, you don't need a bestie when you got me, baby, yo. Like, what's up, shootie? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I did a movie with a mob, so she said I'll clone her She gots loosey on depth, it's basic and it's no work Every slug hot, like a rapper at a concert She says P-Gang, play her like some poker I said yes, didn't send her, you a smoker Oh, she cookies and pussy ****** cause I'm the boss And I asked her what the dick did it murder She wrote

Should be on the way to my house