| Do not tell anybody
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| Do not tell anybody
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| My intentions are pure
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| I put heads on sheets
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| The bitch was hot but cold
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| Wiped off traces from the handle
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| And I say: "Stop!"
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| Oh my God
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| She took as deep as Cousteau did not dive
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| Plus, held it like that
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| Like Fludda holding the micro
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| But now it's so cold
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| Like a refreshing juice
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| I roll the scarlet joint so quietly, like a shadow
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| And the moonbeam will fall on the red color of the brushes
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| Stole the rest of her days from her purple lips
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| The aroma of metal spins the waltz with Mary Jane's bouquet
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| Come on, how does my dick taste, bay?
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| She said it's sweeter than honey (Sweeter than honey)
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| The memory of lips, the fire no longer burns in it
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| And I'm sorry, she'll be found dead
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| Don't tell me what my dick tastes like
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| (What does my dick taste like)
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| Do not say
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| Don't tell me what my dick tastes like
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| (What does my dick taste like)
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| Do not say
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| Do not say
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| Do you know the name (Capital)
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| I want, but I won't let it show (Capital)
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| A couple of days at my mamacita
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| And the sheep are safe, and the wolves are full
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| Adept of style
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| I set fire to the whitefish
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| I say I love you so much
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| She is silent - apparently busy
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| I've been there for so long, I have things to do
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| Cold throat full of wine
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| Hey, admire her ass
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| Pierced her through like a liquid terminator
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| You fucked with me, but returned to the guy again?
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| Forget about me, creature, I won't let you back
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| Come on, how does my dick taste, bay?
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| She said it's sweeter than honey (Sweeter than honey)
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| The memory of lips, the fire no longer burns in it
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| And I'm sorry, she'll be found dead
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| Don't tell me what my dick tastes like
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| (What does my dick taste like)
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| Do not say
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| Don't tell me what my dick tastes like
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| (What does my dick taste like)
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| Do not say
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| I like to suck
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| Like to suck
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| I even sometimes cum just from the feeling of a dick in my mouth |