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![[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay](https://cdn6.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZF5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHuIYGSwZUqgEGOgAGEVZv9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_real-boston-richey-ft-ytb-fatt-the-type-oficial-video.webp "[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay")
_sexy-naked-grandmothers.webp "Petar Petrov")
_fat-pussy.webp "Orlando Sotomayor")
_nba-youngboy-run.webp "Look, look <br/>Mama, I wanna run the hood, I don't wanna go to school <br/>Mama, I been havin' thoughts 'bout breakin' in my neighbor place <br/>Gang baby, he tote green flags, breakin' all the rules <br/>They know we keep sticks like rulers, up it and we spray the place <br/>I'm on the phone with Tim, oh, that's hilarious bitch, dig your brother up <br/>Tell 'em fuck that nigga you fucking on, they ain't gon' fuck with us <br/>Tell your broke-ass menace come get me gone, we gon' bust him off <br/>Drop tape by tape and don't promote at all, that's just my runner up <br/>I know that he talkin' in them songs and he dumb as fuck <br/>Don't shoot him, bag him up <br/>It could flip a Mack Truck, lil' baby, know we smashing somethin' <br/>Act up, I want you to play crazy <br/>Spend that check and don't show nothing, I put Dior all on my baby <br/>Listen up, we gon' wet the block, and boy <br/>All that talkin' out your top, gon' meet the murder squad <br/>Say that he want beef, he ain't gon' say nothin' else <br/>Man, all the pain I felt <br/>Play the cards that I was dealt, chasin' money 'til I'm out of breath <br/>Everybody after me, everybody wanna kill YB, but can't capture me <br/>Behind this one nigga, he deceased <br/>But I'm gon' change the subject, fuck 'em <br/>Tell them niggas that I love 'em <br/>'Cause they know I fuckin' hate 'em, I can't wait to fuckin' bust 'em <br/>Mama, I wanna run the hood, I don't wanna go to school <br/>Mama, I been havin' thoughts 'bout breakin' in my neighbor place <br/>Gang baby, he tote green flags, breakin' all the rules <br/>They know we keep sticks like rulers, up it and we spray the place <br/>Think they all got a death wish, why? Well, 'cause all them niggas dying <br/>And them niggas that's behind, second in the line <br/>Bye, I'm so fucking slime, why you play with my mind? <br/>I can't wait for they get active on the road, I put that on my child <br/>Lie in my Benz and push the car, money got me bozo <br/>Hundred shots, they stuck inside and they in a two-door <br/>I prey on him, oh no <br/>He a villain, 40 million not enough for him, oh no <br/>I want your body stretched with no soul <br/>Mama, I wanna run the hood, I don't wanna go to school <br/>Mama, I been havin' thoughts 'bout breakin' in my neighbor place <br/>Gang baby, he tote green flags, breakin' all the rules <br/>They know we keep sticks like rulers, up it and we spray the place")
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_granny-want-dick.webp "Celebrity blogs Inc.")
![[Verse] You're the wave crushing the shells into sand You're the flame melting sand into glass You're the glass holding the wine You're the wine making me drunk You're the drunk telling me lies You're the lies that come to light You're the light that I turn on I see all of you, you see all of me You're so sexy, you're not defensive You're the turn on that I can't refuse You're the fuse that dеtonates my body You're the body that blows my mind You'rе the mind that stays open You're the opening of a shell You're the shell that has a pearl You're the pearl that's big and swollen with iridescence because you stuck around You're a priceless kind of guy You're a guy that eats pussy well You're a well of reasons to keep crashing To keep crushing on your shore But I'm still not quite sure I'm still not quite sure [Outro] But I'm still crushing on your shore I'm still crushing That's for sure, that's for sure](https://cdn1.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZF5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHyhEmSwZUuHAwp3I3uHpF9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_eartheater-crushing-oficial-video.webp "[Verse] You're the wave crushing the shells into sand You're the flame melting sand into glass You're the glass holding the wine You're the wine making me drunk You're the drunk telling me lies You're the lies that come to light You're the light that I turn on I see all of you, you see all of me You're so sexy, you're not defensive You're the turn on that I can't refuse You're the fuse that dеtonates my body You're the body that blows my mind You'rе the mind that stays open You're the opening of a shell You're the shell that has a pearl You're the pearl that's big and swollen with iridescence because you stuck around You're a priceless kind of guy You're a guy that eats pussy well You're a well of reasons to keep crashing To keep crushing on your shore But I'm still not quite sure I'm still not quite sure [Outro] But I'm still crushing on your shore I'm still crushing That's for sure, that's for sure")
_just-grandma-playing-with-her-dido.webp "Tiberiu Felix Lungulescu")
_grandma-on-fuck-part-one.webp "Lauren Atlas")
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