They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil
I don't want to hurt your feelings so i'm being gentle,
Time to get her bags get ghost
You be gentle i wont
The words you speak more gentle than a newborn's cheek
Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap
Victim with a pencil, on a special level a rebel you a pebble so gentle
I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.
My mind my temple, but i dont treat it gentle
Don’t wanna have me then somebody will
Start off gentle as i fuck the rectal
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse
With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth
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