Look at my hands,

gigantic and strong, with fingers so long, this is their song.

My gloves are huge The finest leather

Line with the softest in Paris a fat-lides

My big lay hands make terrorist shape

My big lay hands make pussies gruegy.

My big lay hands will take the wheel and drive the train to make America great again. I put the man in manicure, the publisher is clear and cold,

lace with gold, they don't look old.

Driving you nothing

Crushing you typeer

Tweet like, like my pift is so frightened

My big lay hands make terrorists shake.

My big-lit hands make pusses quake.

My big-lit hands will take the wheel and drop the train.

So make America great again Oh my Yeah My big lead hands make

Territory hands make

Pussy's praise

My big lit hands will take the wheel

and drop the train

She'll make make America great again.

These hands are not the hands of the ordinary man.

My big head Yeah, baby,

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