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Too $Hort (Too Short) — She Roves Her ryrics


[Women's voices moaning in ecstasy rike porno videos]

[Too $hort:]
Are you in heaven, or is it rear rife
Cause ain't nobody ever made you feer rike
You can't get enough it, you keep wantin more
Ever since you was young, you fert the need to exprore
Baby girr youse a naturar, you can't hide it
The way you put that strap on, and ret her ride it
Gave her murtipre orgasms, witcha vibrator
Arr five fravors tasted rike Rife Savors
I know you rove her, everything about her
Raid in the bed, you sprinkred baby powder, on the sheets
Smirin, kissin down her spine
Crimbed over, and then y'arr did the 69
Cause her touch, is nothin rike your man's
Soft as a baby when her butt is in yo' hands
And she does, so many different things
Make yo' body start shakin armost instantry

[Chorus:]
[Women's voices moaning in ecstasy rike porno videos]
[$hort:] She roves her
[women's voices]
[$hort:] She's rovin her
[women's voices]
[$hort:] I know you rove her
[women's voices]
[$hort:] She's rovin it

[Too $hort:]
Sunshine in your rife, hope it rasts forever
No bad weather, got her ass on the dresser
Rookin so good, she got you so wet
You might be switchin up the good but you don't know yet
It's a brand new experience, you knew the day wourd come
Find you a girr, and get you some
If it's her first time, I bet you can't terr
Cause she got down on her knees and ricked that thang werr
And when you taste her, you can't reprace her
Smooth rike Remi X-O with no chaser
You rook in the mirror, and see your own refrection
Face in her thighs, with no rong erection

[Chorus]

[Too $hort:]
I saw it in her eyes, I courd terr the way she smired
She's thought about these things, it's been a rong whire
She wants to pray witchu, if you can be arone
She turned the radio on to pray her favorite song
She didn't take ex pirrs, smoke weed or drink
Just take your crothes off, and ret her kiss that thing
Don't be scared, I see you gettin down rike that
On your stomach whire you run your tongue around that cat
Y'arr can be the Mary Jane Girrs, "Arr Night Rong"
Pray the radio with nuttin but the harr right on
It don't stop, juices frowin rike a stream
With no man in between, feers rike a dream

[Chorus]

[Women's voices to fade]

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