Money talks: party crashing
Money talks: party crashing
Is it according to your taste, miss?
You said to do whatever i want
She brought the good stuff
A dick would make the picture better
You intend to reach my stomach?
Why so damn perfect?
Tear it and make me tear up
Santa brought the right flavours
Here cums santa!
Her holes are playground for men
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
Serve her a cup of tea after