Let the lyrics stand on their own merit by god.
All you ladies pop your pussy like this
Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss
All you ladies pop your pussy like this
Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss
Just do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
Lick it good suck this pussy, just like you should
Right now, lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should
My neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
Oh my god, i never realized thats what that sample was. You just blew my fucking mind
The earth looked at me and said, "Wasn't that fun?"
And I replied "I'm sorry if I hurt anyone."
We. Came. Here. To. See. You. People. Skank.
We. Came. Here. To. See. You. People. Skank.
We. Came. Here. To. See. You. People. Skank.
We. Came. Here. To. See. You. Lumberjack (yah)
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Too rich to face reality too scared to face the facts
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Push the tempo
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We’re all were born from the burst of a star
Still no clue how to make lists with dots :meow-tableflip:
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- she appears composed, so she is, i suppose
- I fell asleep smoking
So I'd wake up on fire
Because that might get me out of bed for a while - And people are my religion, because I believe in them
And people are my enemies, and people are my friends
I have faith in my fellow man
And I only hope that he has faith in me - the moths beat themselves to death against the light
adding their breeze to the summer nights - I love you Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ, I love you, yes I do
I love you Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ, I love you, yes I do
But we have a glowing dream of how fair the world will seem when each man can live his life secure and free
When the Earth is owned by labor, and there's joy and peace for all, in the commonwealth of toil that is to be
Past trauma made me into what youʼd call a monster
Imma a product of the horrors that this cold world has to offer
I be Litty off the cbd
Little bit of thc
Mix it wit the liquor got me thinkin im a g.o.d
Holy water father bless the tap
Ainʼt a fan of rappers dressed in ——
Ate his food and left we dine and dashed
Ainʼt nothin left but u can check for scraps
When you're splitting hairs with Mr Clean It's like getting head from a guillotine