hallo! !
my babi....babies and
mother faladosi....ssi with me now...
or stay a side....
the street are nerrow....and i am poussiii.....
bad cars are for bed boys...and bed girls are only
for me
baba....aaahtef....wake up-go away....do ask me change....or get closer to my closest babies....try me....baba hero....after me off cource....
SAY WITH ME....TONIE......
WAKA....WAK
WAKTASH......
OH! YEAH!
OH! YEAH!
TU EST MON AMIE
JE TO MONGE
TU ME MONGE
JE
SUIS
UNE CRAZI GENERATION AFRICANNE! !
OUSSS! ! GENERATION ROUGE KOSKOSS AND KOW-ESKOOSSS....
MOI! 1
JE SUIS
GENERATION
GRAND CRAZI PROBLEMES...
ET SALSA
GENERATION PROBLEMES ET PISCASSO
CRAZI
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