the claps

No, it's not!

It is for Facebook!

That's what I was saying.

Look back at me.

Woooo! Miss Damn!

Shucks!

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap.

That's the story. Just turn around. Turn around Sam. Jump up and down. Let your butt cheeks hit your butt.

Bitches be like, "Y'all hear that New York clap?"

Look at that, no hands.

Come on.

She likes it.

Keep going.

Sorry.

Bye bye.

Yeah, I know.

front row seat on the steps.

You won't.

You called for like 40 seconds.

I can't do that.

Oh, sweet. So get naked then.

Yeah?

Yeah.

I can make a costume out of it.

Oh, I love it.

From the bed.

From the bed.

We see you!

you hear that?

how do you hear it?

I'm like I should have been videotaping

do you hear that?

no but that is still

you can still hear it

do you understand

what that

and ok let's say you had no clothes on

I'm laughing

the buttcheeks would be like why is my mouth open

I know the names, I know they cost some stacks

she deserves this

she serves her purpose

she serves her juice box

she looks perfect

fuck the astronaut

fuck with the astronaut

I'm in the Gulf Stream

knocked in my ass and washed

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