Lyrics:
get no god to catch your back against the maggots loose
You got no one ape
You wore all that bone structure too
You wet and molded devolved your
get no god to catch your back against the maggots loose
You got no one ape
You wore all that bone structure too
You wet and molded devolved your
turn on
Turn me on
(Turn me on)
Wet and irritate my ears
Take me by the face
Nab the rust to get down
Take me in your head
I'm a bit on
I'm
I'm sick of looking at these filthy ass fucking slobs
I need some slit to satisfy my dirty cock and if these pigs don't give it up
ill have to get
astounded by everything
The wet grass beneath my feet, the tall towers of concrete
If I was God no one would doubt it
You wouldn't need church to get
vaguely remember the day we met, see it had rained
the road over, on Soppovada was wet
And my car wasn't, huggin the terrain
So there I came into her
a liter or two?
But I don't wanna drink his milk today,
I feel fine without it too.
He steps into a puddle by going away.
I hear him swearing at,
I'm the man. I'm a winner, the holy bottle gives me strength to live.
(I) ride with wind of satisfaction. Ecstasy - only one way to get it.
I'm
Girls, get the panty-ins
Even wit a fanny and I might win a Grammy-in
Maybe I won't so I'll chill like the pope
See I'll neva mope 'cause ya know my
ALL WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN
I HOPE I MAKE IT THERE BY 7 PM
AND WHEN WE GET TO PARADISE
WE CAN TOAST WITH JESUS CHRIST
OH OOOO
River, roll all over me
Soaking wet Juliet- she lives in a well full of tears
Her husband left her for some bimbo after twenty-two years
Now she's
Don't stand so close to me
Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get
Sometimes it's not so easy
To be the teacher's pet
Temptation,
on a cellular
Niggas better level up, or get left
From the black Cadillac to the jet
It's all about checks, comma
Murder all drama
At the Landon hotel made a new
find the time
I'm still not broke
Sauce, drip on my clothes
Nigga might steal my coat
And when I talk finesse, it make her wet
She put it in her throat
I
the mood
Berem jim starý, byz i loot
Nejsou fit, nemaj v sobě juice
Бля пиздец какой же т трус
Big steps, fuck ratz m - crack, Johnny Depp
Opps wet, fuck
forget the time that we spent
Go to battle by your side
Do or die, I'm down to ride
I'm out tryna make a killing
But you got me in my feelings
All
Hit 'em with a two-step
Three-step, four-step
You step, we step
Banging on your doorstep
Ain't nobody home yet
We should make the floor wet
I lick my finger and my thumb
I pluck your berries one by one
I save the nectar you secrete
Patiently sour turns to sweet
Do you recall when we
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