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Tech N9ne - Call From KC Poet Camile (Skit)

Gold deep nigga

You got big feet and big hands
Working like you said you can
I'm laying here thinking why did I even give you a chance
Nigga making love you to you for what?
'Cause in the back of my head, am screaming bust yo' nut so I can get up
"Ooh, aah, daddy,
You feel so good" is what I'm screamin'
But your dick is like wet wood is what I'm meanin'
Talking about puttin' that [?]
Now with that little btty ass thing
Nigga you sweatin' like a motherfucker
And I don't feel shit
Why did I even let you hit
Pass me my vibrator so I can finish this
'Is it good to you Mami? ' and I'm sayin' yes,
But truth is my pussy is stressed
She was horny ready to go, cum, ready to flow,
But your dick ain't even big enough to blow, you know
Walking around killer city thinking you the man
Nigga, I could've done a better job with my hand
So the next time you on your way to my place
You won't need a condom
Your tongue is bigger than your dick daddy
I'm a ride your face

I love you Tech N9ne!
You inspire me

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