| Had to talk about in my notepad
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| Something goin' on in my gonads
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| Got a glossy finish like it’s Kodak
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| You might say «That's not my business», yeah I know that
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| While I’m dreamin' there was semen in my undies
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| Young, dumb, full of cum Solomon Grundy (Grrrr)
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| I mainly grip it for a minute then I pass out
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| I’m having crazy stripper dreams with they ass out
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| I always try to cater to compulsions
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| Now I’m waking to a boner that’s convulsing
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| You might say that is repulsive and disgusting
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| Guess you get the ghost when you’re bustin'
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| I wonder why this happens but I draw blanks
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| I guess my seeds need a release from their Shawshank
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| My kernels gone nocturnal, it’s a cruel crime
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| And my Tim’s gotta swim when it’s Tool Time
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| Sad sack, liquid on your lap
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| Stewin' in your fluid because you forgot to fap
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| Wad blown, time to change your clothes
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| Can’t go to bed till you beat your bone
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| Sad sack, liquid on your lap
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| Stewin' in your fluid because you forgot to fap
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| Wad blown, time to change your clothes
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| Can’t go to bed till you beat your bone
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| Life is callous and cruel, then a laugh and a lark
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| There’s some drool on my tool—a water park in the dark
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| There is paste in my pants, something brief in my briefs
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| I have a little less cum, it was stolen by thieves
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| There’s a bit of my goo in my Fruit of the Looms
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| My tighties ain’t so whitey, lost a few of my dudes
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| I don’t mean to be crude, I don’t mean to be crass
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| I just ejaculated as it was fated to pass
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| I must not have masturbated, that’s really the shock
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| Or I didn’t have a dream where I’m hunted or stalked
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| Instead I get a betty who starts petting my cock
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| There’s jam in my pajamas instead of my socks
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| Anything can happen and most women could do it
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| If I forget to fap then my brain must drain the fluid
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| I woke up to some wetness, you can bet this was normal
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| Dreams can make me cream because they’re glory hole portals
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| Sad sack, liquid on your lap
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| Stewin' in your fluid because you forgot to fap
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| Wad blown, time to change your clothes
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| Can’t go to bed till you beat your bone
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| Sad sack, liquid on your lap
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| Stewin' in your fluid because you forgot to fap
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| Wad blown, time to change your clothes
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| Can’t go to bed till you beat your bone
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| Slave Leia?! |
| What are ya doin' here?
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| Ah—what—hey, come on—no
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| Hey listen, your job is property, you’re not supposed to be—
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| Hey listen, keep your hands to yourself, Selena Gomez
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| Hey—w—w—wait—wait, hold on a second. |
| Wha—hey—
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| Oh my god, she’s sucking my dick…
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| Sad sack, liquid on your lap
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| Stewin' in your fluid because you forgot to fap
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| Wad blown, time to change your clothes
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| Can’t go to bed till you beat your bone
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| Sad sack, liquid on your lap
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| Stewin' in your fluid because you forgot to fap
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| Wad blown, time to change your clothes
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| Can’t go to bed till you beat your bone |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sad Sack , by - MC Chris. Song from the album MC Chris Is Dreaming, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп