Leme make my bride corpse bow heads hommies let i prey/ watch while i chef prepare this bird puns/ intended pans/ is tended first i strips er leave er there layin naked then i put er on choppin board /u know how i does i chops wen i get bored/ chop neck and blood sprays/ or does that happen wen i grab breast and put the stuffin in fill er up throw the rest in bin/ im talkin claws she can't scratch and now she headless chicken/ then i ties er up puts er in pan oven already hot u kno a nigga shit come preheated/ yeah call me conceited/ in ten to twenty it'll be ready to cum :-) out the oven/ artists wit tha food like i aint a dime a dozen/ such skills aint seen often/ its y clientelle i keep em cumin often/ dare i say neo i is chosen/ know we done the rest we keep for later keep er in fridge frozen/ next chapter with left over we make pie/ wat more can i say this was easy as pie/ oh yeah babe wen we done scent of the room affirm i mean wat i say/im mean wat i say/ smell good don't it/
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