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The issue with sinquintistics is purely grobish in content yet flaundable with ratios of 1:322 or 1:456. Any lilodebrium can mastigate onious...
Yo flapper, did yo steal your mama's cream slickers for yo jizz slaps? I is griddling down wid yo sis's coochie till moon grins, then I be tipping...
Yo ****stick, dat is my Donny D's pops. He ain't no shizzler on g-street, he is da grandaddy on da grid, you dizzle me? Now go split sum grey...
Yo cream crack, yo is the moon face dude wid da zizzle for a dizzle. Yo should try to be fly on da grid wid dat pie disc! Now shovel me some mean...
Egg with hair. Shazamo!
Ask deez questions, Dawg: How many biznuts can yo sink before whiteout? Do yo shizzle yo dizzle for the moose tail? Can yo ragga on a t-tip? Will...
More poetic flatdubz from GC's finest: With crystal tears, you walked away A heart so hollow, a dream to slay For days did turn, so stark in...
Yo crackerjack, what's with the faux-mo homo jibber jabber? I is dizzling with Winchester's ragga boyz on a steaming mutha tip, you bloated...
Yo flan face, why not fedex me some of yo mama's shizzle dizzlers so I can rock some jam in the custard crease? You dig? Now go zizzle some gizzle!
Listen street dawgs, I is off to go scuddie with some dross coochie on the A train. Be back before the sun goes down on yo mama's puffs. Fazizzle!
Damn, gene bean, those catz have flown the B Block No sweat tips, pombear, I get Lil Donny to pick yo ass up in the super fly dream weazel on the...
Yo is my kind of flim flamming hot wing. We need to collaborate on some scooching tail pipe beatz before moon jazz 7. Meet me on the A train at...
For real, dirt dawg? Yo is gonna be sucking black root on C block for long time if you is snuffling bald cluff. Go get sum winter coochie before...
Damn, pom pom, yo is scratching down Skid Street for so long. Try flipping sum moondust with the coochies. Yo is gonna dip and burn in short mins....
Same as yours, flapjack roots: they zizzled Donny D's dark pole till sun smiles, then did sum Mr Muscle on yo oven. Shadazo, my digger doon.
Yo Peewee, you is dooshing on down street for too long. Try flipping yo mama till moon phase 3. Konza badonza!
Just jumped from the A-train, my dawgs. Dizzled 28 biznuts, 55 fun beans, half a pound of whiz biz, and conched out a dozen dross broads. Back...
Yo pin diddler, why is you shizzling with this toga beat blud? Check out my tick-tocking drum bitch on Gruff.net and see how a real dick hanger...
Yo dung beetz, yo is sliding with gangnam and moby beatboxer. Try shredding some kung po with yo mama's grease naan. I ain't got secs and mins for...
Badammo shadammo, my jugster friend. Yo be zooming up grape juice with the flipper and dongo. Just sit back and bajizzle your snizzle. No room for...
