Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hands On Experience, artist - The High & Mighty
Date of issue: 03.06.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hands On Experience |
Girls, girls, girls, girls |
My right hand I adore |
Spankin on my sheets till I cant cum no more |
Im on a five-a-day plan, then Im switchin hands |
Not really carin where my sticky white lands |
Im half-asleep, you calm me captain kleenex |
Cuz I be cummin on quilts until my dick wilts |
Then Im in the shower, jergens and vaseline-a |
Right named palmer, left hand wristina |
Like the artifacts, I come on wit the cum on Might jerkin work, lookin up too many skirts |
I nut on puffs after I huff the dutch |
The ten pack pocket tissue comes in the clutch |
So put on the kristy-kenya video |
Thats four nuts a day, and one more to go Check check check check |
Dear sir, |
I have been an avid reader of your magazine for many years now |
But up until today I havent had an experience as really worthy of this column |
The solo jux avidly have to repeat |
I felt weak, felt like we were havin sex for a week |
I wanna spark the bottle, wack it but I dont have a sheet |
So inevitably I pull out of the pocket |
Just for an example that Im huggin up a plug wit no socket |
Now how soundly she slept while I fume |
Vexed about the fact I couldnt nut off |
Pent up, balls blue, painful |
I know that when woke shes disdainful |
Time to come up wit plan d for desparation |
Pulled out the love monkey and shot off to the titties location |
At least in that direction |
Upon further inspection, she awoke splashed in the head section |
Shook by the goblety goods |
«think-i-think I gotta» *cut and scratched* |
«just beat it""jerkin your jimmy but you still cant come off» |
«i thought I had it in the palm of my hand» |
«just give me the pussy and Ill be straight |
If you dont, fuck it Ill masturbate» |
*rapping in kiddy voice* |
All day I like to stroke it, then I poke it And be like ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, are you alive little man |
Got hands on experience cuz I jerk alot |
Exotic hand creams thats what I got |
And a porno collection about the size of jada sulton |
When I purchase movies, its usually out in fulton |
Then I take it home and spank it, and wipe it with a napkin |
Yo I love to jerk like? |
love to hack |
And maybe its a must like a kitty cats purr |
Ive been known to fuck my girl than jerk off next to her |
Keep it real, yo yo bob stop stop jerkin and come do your lyrics |
I go solo wit my hand so you can call me han solo |
Slap my skins, so they call me bobby bongos |
Auto-matic, just for my peepee |
Hit a vital nerve, lick her tits, curve |
Jergens dry, no lotion for my hand motion |
Dont cry, dry your eye |
Heres a towel, my hands move like constipated bowels |
I shoot extra far if a girl talks foul |
Choke my chicken, slap my wanker |
A girl lets me watch her with her tits out while Im spankin |
Then Ill thank her, ah check it out |
Im harder than the hardest artist hard can get |
Kbl in the place, workin a sweat |
Doin beats strokin off until the twinkie gush |
Until they amputate my hands I wont sweat the puss |
Unless she wants to, then Ill worry about gettin, the monster |
So Id rather avoid the unwanted pregnancy |
The headaches of an emotional attachment |
I live my own fantasy world where anything goes |
Besides the longer I go without sex |
The closer bobbin my boloney comes to feelin like the real thing |
Think twice about walkin barefoot on my bedroom floor |
Yo mi, hit me up wit a magazine |
Im goin to bed man, Im out |