Look at my hands

Look at my hands, gigantic and strong, with fingers so long, this is their song.

My gloves are huge. The finest leather

lined with the softest and wearies a fat ice.

My big lay hands make terrorist shape.

My big lay hands make pussies craig. My big lay hands make terrorist shape, my big lay hands make pussies grating.

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

The polishers clear and gold

Laced with gold

They don't look old

Driving you knifeer

Crushing you typeer

Tweet like licking my pipness so bracket

My big lay hands make terrorists shake.

My big lay hands make pusses quake.

My big leans will take the wheel and drop the train.

To make America great again. My big lead my big lead hands make terrorist shape, my big lead hands make pussy's

My big lead hands will take the wheel and chalk the train

To make America great again.

These hands are not the hands of the Lord and there a man, my big little hand, these I'm an ordinary man My big lead hair

These hands

I'll knock the head

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