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Apr 2014
Shoulders bold
Strong pushing away anything old
Shoulder shimmies shoulder checks
Attitude -behold
Toe tops scrape the planks,
flesh warm with drawn out wanks
Dragging toe tops with swag in the hips
Like a cat walk back and forth I dance
Toe tips getting worn
Burn burn begin the trance
Cha
Chants, heel stomps and continue..prance
Cha
Hair flips and wet lips
War paints on face found in a moment of warrior grace within my bliss
Shoulder reach forward with attitude
There is nothing burdening them OWHH OWHH
LUNGE yell HEY!
I dance around all day and you know it cause I sent proof your way ; )
I laugh now..and stick out my tongue..then turn my *** around and run
..want..wait..
Techn9ne will never leave the drive..whatever cd ..I keep the crew alive.Β Β That would be the CHA and OWHH
Miss Kiss My Bliss
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Miss Kiss My Bliss  Down Stairs
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