Alpha Brooke Candy

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I need a alpha, thoroughbred, ten inches or better
If he make me sweat, he can feel under my sweater
I need a alpha, alpha, alpha
He knows how to get it, like i’ll fucking hit it right
[?], boy
Iced out, bossed up, CEO can see me
Yeah, he gotta be the bossa
Alpha, alpha, alpha, he knows how to hit it right
I’ll fucking get it like

Uh, uh
[?] reporting for duty
I’ma ttreat him like a doobie, let him feel on my booty
Show me what you got, i’m auditioning cuties
Getting Arab money for America’s cutie
Yo, he’s gotta be a big boss, real big
Busting out the 6 pack, iced out, real big
[?] trill shit
[?] i’ma show him how a bitch [?]

He gotta have his own and be able to finance mine too
Know how to get that money, honey, have me saying “I do”
He let them pants hang low, he show me how a perfect man be
He step up to the plate, my alpha call me mister

I need a alpha, thoroughbred, ten inches or better
If he make me sweat, he can feel under my sweater
I need a alpha, alpha, alpha
He knows how to get it, like i’ll fucking hit it right
[?], boy
Iced out, bossed up, CEO can see me
Yeah, he gotta do that boss up
Alpha, alpha, alpha, he knows how to hit it right
I’ll fucking get it like

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