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| Title : | Mercy for Matador | | |
| Lyrics : | I got a game
I am not the matador
But believe me, I got to catch some kinds of horn
The horn..
The horn of my bitch
My uncle said me,
"If you can't fly with eagles run with chicken"
So i ought to do that
I got a bike
A real bike
She is my bitch
I like to call her my fiancee
She got a big heart
But I can't afford to refuel it
She got a sexy figure
I love every steps she move
I think she got an adams apple
So she produce hoarse sound!!
I am in some kind of dilemma
But my love will not fall apart
Yeah again by kamasutra(no1)
bashan.............
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