Got up on my Birkin, it's workin' She said she a virgin (it's hurtin')
She my biggest fan, she always lurkin'
She know I'm a man, I'ma put that work in
I know she can't stand me, I'm fancy
So I'ma bring her out when I get my Grammy
Late night sx, she can't find her panties
Couldn't hold it in, now she need a Plan B

LOL, ayee thanks for the points

1one sharp difficulty presented itself. in the intervening twenty-five years my name had become reasonably well known.2 this being so, my trip demanded that i leave my name and my identity at home.3 i had to go alone and i had to be self-contained, a kind of casual turtle carrying his house on his back.4 with all this in mind i wrote to the head office of a great corporation which manufactures trucks.

Free ! do you know da wae? yes ik da wae