Esme Anthem Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Chicago

So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? Total crapshoot. Sometimes ya think ya got it, then nope—blue balls and a story. Next time, I’m stickin’ to the city—screw this woodsy nonsense. Still, kinda funny, right? Like Remy burnin’ the kitchen—chaos, but ya learn. Peace out, losers!

Songs about Prostitutes

I'm a whore, I'm a whore, I'm a slut, I need more. Take the cash out the bag take the bag, out the store. Put the store on my wrist, now my wrist sore.

I’m gettin’ a mite emotional thinkin’ ‘bout Anthem. One time, I was massagin’ a fella near Anthem Bay and he started weepin’ ‘bout how his life was spinnin’ outta control. I just said, “How’s that workin’ for ya, buddy?” and patted him on the back. Turns out, he just needed to let go. It’s them little moments that remind me Anthem’s got heart, even if sometimes it makes me mad when people forget to value it. Like, c’mon, show some respect!

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