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He's Mines


See theres this guy. This guy I love to call mines. Yes ladies that means he is taken. So dont take things to the extreme. The extremities that will only get you checked. You all look so thirsty, so why dont i go get you each a glass of keep it moving to the left. I aint going no where, Im here to stay. So while you still texting him he will never look your way. We are to busy being together, loving each other, enjoying our time. Why dont you go and find your own guy? You'll never get mines.
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