Am fake! But your kisses and hugs you pretend †o be real feelings and sugar daddy, you made mє freeze.
You know what! You are fake, when cut cakes every weeks blow off candles, is today your birthday!
i mean, you wish everyday was valentine trips to London and Dubia, but that wasn't half of what mom could afford.
You call me a player! but how cheap you could fall for a cleaner; after having goodtime with my boss brother bother chief wth calls and texts,
You know what! You are one good player for real, every fine boy have a taste of you, young and sexy no need for datin;
Even when good, i never knew you could have it all HIV.
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