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Paul Oyelakin
Wet Dream
I can see her rocking the show!
I can see her rocking the show
Rocking the pole, dropping it cold
I know, she know It's not for the soul
She pocket the dough, To ride in the rove
So she bounce, bounce.To that rock and roll
("pour some sugar on meeeee!")
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