| Trust, just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us, then we rust, dust
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| What you know about romance, what you know about sex?
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| What you know about sufferin' and gag reflex?
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| What you know about reachin' your peak on the edges of death?
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| What you know about my climax costin' your last breath?
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| What you know about romance, what you know about sex?
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| What you know about sufferin' and gag reflex?
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| What you know about reachin' your peak on the edges of death?
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| What you know about my climax costin' your last breath?
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| Well hey, runaway, with them blood-red lips
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| I’d like to drink you in slowly, relish them sips
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| I’d like to smother your shine, be your eternal eclipse
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| I’d like to hang and stab you, shower in and absorb your drips
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| Well hey, runaway, with the blood-red thong
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| I’d like to snatch you up and murder-fuck you like King Kong
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| I’d like to scare you, boo-boo, gut your skin out and wear you
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| I’d like to tear you in half, study each side and compare you
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| Well hey, runaway, with that blood-red blush
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| I’d like to receive your stab wounds in my belly and gush
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| I’d like to tranquilize you, surprise, realize I’m inside you
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| I’d like to sodomize you so hard I lobotomize you (Uhh)
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| Well hey, runaway, with that blood on your skin
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| I’d like to cook and eat you, shit you out then eat you again
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| I’d like to show you black magic, fear, pain and red rum
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| In a sexual bedlam that could make the dead cum
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| What you know about romance (Ooh), what you know about sex? |
| (Sex)
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| What you know about sufferin' and gag reflex? |
| (Hey, I like it rough)
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| What you know about reachin' your peak on the edges of death? |
| (Ooh, yeah)
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| What you know about my climax costin' your last breath? |
| (I like it rough)
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| What you know about romance (Ooh), what you know about sex? |
| (Sex)
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| What you know about sufferin' and gag reflex? |
| (I like it rough)
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| What you know about reachin' your peak on the edges of death? |
| (Ooh, yeah)
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| What you know about my climax costin' your last breath? |
| (I like it rough)
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| Let me choke you with your panties 'til your eyeballs roll back
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| Then you can choke me with your panties 'til you feel my shit snap
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| Then I can choke you with your panties 'til your tongue hangs out a foot long
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| Then choke me with your panties, slit my throat with your thong
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| Bitch, let me choke you with your panties 'til you’re purple like rain
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| Then you can choke me with your panties, shut my jugular vein
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| Then let me choke you with your panties 'til your eyes pop out your face
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| You can choke me with your panties 'til my brain erase, runaway
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| Let me choke you with your panties, strip club bathroom stall
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| I’ll lift your feet off the floor, hangin' you, I’ll give it my all
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| You can choke me with your panties 'til I pass out by the toilet
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| You can piss on my face, wait, just do it, don’t spoil it, runaway
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| Let me choke you with your panties hard and half-decapitate you
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| Then fuck you like I hate you, desecrate and butt-rape you
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| You can choke me with your panties 'til I’m nothin' but mush and
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| Confine me to a chair, droolin' and starin' and forever bustin'
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| What you know about romance (Ooh), what you know about sex? |
| (Sex)
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| What you know about sufferin' and gag reflex? |
| (Hey, I like it rough)
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| What you know about reachin' your peak on the edges of death? |
| (Ooh, yeah)
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| What you know about my climax costin' your last breath? |
| (I like it rough)
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| What you know about romance (Ooh), what you know about sex? |
| (Sex)
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| What you know about sufferin' and gag reflex? |
| (I like it rough)
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| What you know about reachin' your peak on the edges of death? |
| (Ooh, yeah)
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| What you know about my climax costin' your last breath? |
| (I like it rough)
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| Runaway, tell me your illest desire
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| What, want me to fuck you while my dick is on fire?
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| Want me to chew your nipples off and spit 'em up your neden
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| Want that forbidden, runaway? |
| Then start admittin'
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| What type of levels we hittin', let’s get to splittin' that mitten
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| I love dippin' when it’s flippin' out, beatboxin' and spittin'
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| What types of scales we tippin'? |
| Let’s get it saucy and drippin'
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| Bitch, you Bloodin' or Crippin'? |
| Open that butt or that kitten |
| So which is grippin' tighter lippin', which is slippin', quit trippin'
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| You want me rippin' your shit in? |
| What types of shit can we fit in, runaway?
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| You see them thumbtacks? |
| Yes! |
| Them for my balls!
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| Insert 'em, hurt 'em, murder them bitches, dig in your claws, I like it
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| Bite 'em, ignite 'em, boot 'em, shoot 'em and stab 'em
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| Quick, saw 'em off my dick, I gives a shit, bitch, you can have 'em
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| Take that Phillips screwdri- does that look like a Phillips, ho?
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| I’m sorry, runaway, yo, but quick, stick it in my dickhole, yes!
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| Now grab that nail gun, plug it in, share my fun
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| It hurts runaway, oh God, I love you, here I come!
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| What you know about romance (Ooh), what you know about sex? |
| (Sex)
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| What you know about sufferin' and gag reflex? |
| (Hey, I like it rough)
|
| What you know about reachin' your peak on the edges of death? |
| (Ooh, yeah)
|
| What you know about my climax costin' your last breath? |
| (I like it rough)
|
| What you know about romance (Ooh), what you know about sex? |
| (Sex)
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| What you know about sufferin' and gag reflex? |
| (I like it rough)
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| What you know about reachin' your peak on the edges of death (Ooh, yeah)
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| What you know about my climax costin' your last breath? |
| (I like it rough)
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| Trust, just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us, then we rust, dust
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| Trust (Ooh), just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us (Yeah), then we rust, dust (I like it rough)
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| Trust (Ooh), just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us (Yeah), then we rust, dust (I like it rough)
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| Trust (Ooh), just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us (Yeah), then we rust, dust (I like it rough)
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| Trust (Ooh), just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us (Yeah), then we rust, dust (I like it rough)
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| Trust (Ooh), just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us (Yeah), then we rust, dust (I like it rough)
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| Trust (Ooh), just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us (Yeah), then we rust, dust (I like it rough)
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| Trust (Ooh), just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us (Yeah), then we rust, dust (I like it rough)
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| Trust, just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us, then we rust, dust
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| Trust, just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us, then we rust, dust
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| Trust, just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us, then we rust, dust
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| Trust, just know to bust, we must
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| Lust is us, then we rust, dust
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| Brother! |