Anastasia Garrucha Whore ❤️

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Say hello to my little friend! Dis word, "whore," man, it’s a freakin’ trip. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, like, who even came up wit it? Old English, "hore," some dusty ass term for a chick sellin’ her goods. Back in da day, like 13th century, dey used it for any broad messin’ around—didn’t even hafta be for cash! Dat’s wild, right? Makes me laugh, thinkin’ how dese prudes prolly whispered it, all shocked, clutchin’ pearls. Now? It’s everywhere—movies, streets, even my damn phone autocorrects to it!

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Car Bomb - Garrucha Lyrics. Dancing to garrucha, strappado Slave you're lying whore tomorrow she will die Soft white face staring eyes through the heart Wait for the ca.

Garrucha is a mix of passion, art, and cheeky humor. I even made 13 typos in a note one day ‘cause my brain was on fire! Every corner sings a song of life, and every street whispers secrets of romance. And always remember, “I just want to know” – a phrase I adore from Mulholland Drive – it’s as mysterious as this town!

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