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Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
Can't buy love so let's just make it
Jealous of your dog cause he's seen you naked
I'll sniff your rear, if I get my paws on ya
Think that's weird? Wait till you hear how I'm gonna
Role play The Color Purple, do shit you'd read in Trent Reznor's journal
Fuck to the sound of a zombie choir
Till your private parts look like they've been in a fire
Turned on but it feels so wrong like when you relate to a Nickelback song
Inhibition is gone with the blinds drawn
But you don't mind doing it with the lights on
Cause I bet the kind of love that you make to a man
Would look good as a mural on my uncle's van
He rents to own, lent me his cologne, now I feel like a wolf with a saxophone
You make me Looney Tunes
I hallucinate
When I see you
I see steak
Smirk, nod, wet my lips
Like when a black running-back knows how great he is
With an amazing win, back in a stadium
Full of motherfuckers that regret trading him
But I digress, why's your dress not on the floor?
Thighs and breasts make the best fried chicken but yours
Made the bucket list, don't know what the fuck that is
Something like a dying wish. Wish I was dying with
You on top of me like a fraction
A 10 that's over 18, can't do the math then
Cram time, you got behind, let me school that butt like it's Columbine
So fine, like Charlie Brown's hair
Out to get you over here and in your underwear
Hit that pussy at home like a predator drone
Now I feel like a wolf with a saxophone
You make me Looney Tunes
I hallucinate
When I see you
I see steak
My jaw hit the floor as someone played a trumpet
Then my tongue rolled out, now ain't that some shit?
Heard a foghorn, then my heart popped out
It was shaped like a heart, what the fuck is that about?
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
You make me Looney Tunes
I hallucinate
When I see you
I see steak
Woah-oh-oh
Jealous of your dog cause he's seen you naked
I'll sniff your rear, if I get my paws on ya
Think that's weird? Wait till you hear how I'm gonna
Role play The Color Purple, do shit you'd read in Trent Reznor's journal
Fuck to the sound of a zombie choir
Till your private parts look like they've been in a fire
Turned on but it feels so wrong like when you relate to a Nickelback song
Inhibition is gone with the blinds drawn
But you don't mind doing it with the lights on
Cause I bet the kind of love that you make to a man
Would look good as a mural on my uncle's van
He rents to own, lent me his cologne, now I feel like a wolf with a saxophone
I hallucinate
When I see you
I see steak
Like when a black running-back knows how great he is
With an amazing win, back in a stadium
Full of motherfuckers that regret trading him
But I digress, why's your dress not on the floor?
Thighs and breasts make the best fried chicken but yours
Made the bucket list, don't know what the fuck that is
Something like a dying wish. Wish I was dying with
You on top of me like a fraction
A 10 that's over 18, can't do the math then
Cram time, you got behind, let me school that butt like it's Columbine
So fine, like Charlie Brown's hair
Out to get you over here and in your underwear
Hit that pussy at home like a predator drone
Now I feel like a wolf with a saxophone
I hallucinate
When I see you
I see steak
Then my tongue rolled out, now ain't that some shit?
Heard a foghorn, then my heart popped out
It was shaped like a heart, what the fuck is that about?
Woah-oh-oh
I hallucinate
When I see you
I see steak
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Submitted by
thehumanman On May 24, 2022
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