R.32

Visual beam bless, portrayals of a young queen yes, I must confess, guilty pleasures sorta like cunilingus, stimulants what with how you dress. Wet work visionaire, metaphysical breed that's rare. One in a wonder, lost, reppin that under, sauce. Be bout it bout it with the clout, never hesitant bout the floss. Neon purple dank locks, swervin ocean current posh, winter sultry sinister culture shock, american made foreign throb. Ransacked heart, thank God, for yellow dreams in a bod. Manifested clearly she dearly robs.