Gibson, killing 'em kindly finally. Niggas untied me mami, love the punani, but I. Can't make you my Boni never, made for the cold weather. Hatas y'all know better, how can I fold? I was told to hold it
nega hae boni eottae hepeuji anha. Ildan neo neo neo neo chuga jonna yeol batge deo deo yak ollyeojulkka. Who’s hot who’s not nuga imi ne meorissok gwabuha. Deo heundeureo jekkyeobwara nae meorissoge ne