Lyrics:
"Good, 'cause I’m dying of thirst
And I want to drink your pussy juice!" She
Starts to rub faster
And faster plunging her finger in
And out of me
Put your finger on my trigger
You can shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
You know I hate it when you leave
Boy, what you did to me?
I'm gon'
be there to take your pain
And I'm giving all my heart to you tonight
Got me like
You got me like
La la la la la la
I think your finger need a ring
your skin like Coco butta lotion
Invoke your emotion
Through my poetry devoted to you Through my emotions
Oweee
Graced by him I'm mesmerised
Juicey S I
You'll get slaughtered, uh you're better off a vegan
Unless you like breeding, bleeding, you better get to retreating uh yuh
5 Fingers but I got 6 rings
I
fingertips
I get the blueprints off of my fingertips
I get the blueprints
So casually im sustained by public stimulation
No more simulation resorting
your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate
No they cannot see
Spray the masses with gunfire
Foreign pigs will live in fear
They
up at the end of the day
Yeah
Okay
Bag for my babe is the price that I'll pay
We on for the night then she gone by the day
Flipping my fingers make her
The evil of love is so subliminal
And the love of evil is so sinister
This damn nation is ran by sinners still
Middle finger to ya' pastor and ya' minister
I don't want to let another minute get by
They're slipping through our fingers, but we're ready to fly
The night'll be our cover and we'll huddle
It's been a long cold winter without you
I've been crying on the inside over you
You just slipped through my fingers as life turned away
It's been
miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Watching through my fingers
Watching through my fingers
Caught off guard by your favorite song
I'll be
Saw you there, tall and dark, handsome too
Put it all together baby and you got
Lots of groovy loving, lover by the dozen
Giving you things like
um by the stack
Butter finger
My butter finger
I can fill you up like a Sunday dinner
My butter finger
My butter finger
Your body a blessing but born
my middle finger up with a cup and a dutch split
Hand on my nuts when I'm wilin' out in public
Welcome to America
Motherfucker, welcome to America
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
It's us man like this, go on then!
Jealousy inside, make 'em wish I died
My little finger's for my pinky
My ring finger's for my girl
Index finger
this
The prettiest ones you see walk by
Have got that thing that catches your eye, catches your eye
She's got that ring on her finger, and it's staring
you feel my pain through your ear
I don't wanna hear that beat if I can't speak on how I feel
My trigger finger itching got me busting in my crib
Throw down all your
Silver spoons - eat
All of the raw meat
With your hands.
Pick it up piece by piece
Pick it up piece by piece
Pick it up piece by
It is hard to get by
With their fingers in my mind
Fake emotions
Screwing side by side
Won't you live for more
What now what now
Are you even able
me back if you don’t mean it
I’m not afraid of being alone
No, no
Don’t take me back
Sticky fingers
Sticky fingers hold me to you
To you, to you,
laughter
That funny little girl
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all
My life is waiting for time to stop
There's endless ticking from all these clocks
I bite my finger to slow things down
I wear black, grey and brown
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