That's Not For School, Gal Ritchie
That's Not For School, Gal Ritchie
Santa brought the right flavours
You said to do whatever i want
Her holes are playground for men
A dick would make the picture better
Serve her a cup of tea after
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
Why so damn perfect?
Tear it and make me tear up
You intend to reach my stomach?
She brought the good stuff
Is it according to your taste, miss?
Here cums santa!