Lezbehonest

Lyrics
[Intro] "Oh Shit, you look cute as hell. Now you move over here and let me start massaging that fine ass of yours." "Ah, that feels wonderf-ah" "What the fuck's up with these bitches? I got dick for days, and these hoes wanna keep their face buried in some pussy!? Bitch, you ain't even gay." [Verse 1] She got a Katy Perry ringtone, plays it like her theme song Kissed a girl and liked it, now she's swearin' off the ding dong Back and forth like ping pong, she really strictly dicky Then Madonna screwin' Britney, now the bitch is strictly licky Suck a dick or suck a titty, she don't really give a fucky ducky Rainbow or her Prius mean she always gettin' lucky Had her first fish platter on her girlfriend's futon Hidden Valley, tossin' salad, lickin' on the crouton No shame in this fake bitch game Swervin' in and out of traffic, never stayin' in her own lane She want her piece of cake and yeah she wanna eat it too Pay her some attention and the bitch will go down eatin' you [Chorus] Drop the act and let's be honest No more trips for you down south Ding-a-ling, you know you want it Take the pussy out yo mouth You love the peter! Bitch, don't lie You love the cock! Don't even try No more cooter! No more coochie! Vajayjay, time to say good bye [Verse 2] Girls gone wild, spring break, college road trip In some wet t-shirts, wrestlin' in cool whip Flash a nipple, slap a pussy for attention Just turned eighteen, now she on a fuckin' mission Got a make her daddy listen, maybe show a little anger Four shots of jagermister, tongue kiss a perfect stranger Three full fingers deep in some bleach blonde bimbo A double headed dildo beatin' like it's Kimbo Put in on her YouTube, the pictures on her Myspace Just so I can peep it, wish the bitch would sit on my face Two straight broads tongue kissin' by the swimmin' pool Fake dyke bitches eatin' coochie 'cause it's cool [Chorus] Drop the act and let's be honest No more trips for you down south Ding-a-ling, you know you want it Take the pussy out yo mouth [Bridge] Bitch, you know you want it, don't say that you don't want it Bitch, you know you want it, don't say that you don't want it Bitch, you know you want it, don't say that you don't want it Bitch you know you want it, bitch, you know you want it You went from blowin' beater, now you're lickin' on the cooter One day she was a friend and the next she went to screw her Now I'm massed out with no luck, can't even get my dick sucked Jerkin' off in the corner watchin' her and you fuck [Verse 3] Don't get your panties twisted, shit, I love them freaky bitches Daisy chains and runnin' trains, girl on girl and pussy fistin' All I'm rally tryin' to say, girl just don't claim your ass is gay I laid the pipe the other day and fucked your girlfriend yesterday Tell the truth, don't even trip, you know you like to wrap them lips 'Round the peter lick the tip 'cause little girls don't come equipped Bitch please, you ain't right, what you really tryin' to prove Carpet muncher donkey puncher 'cause you claim you so confused Yeah it puts my dick on hard to see you sixty-ninin' neden But two brides up on your cake won't be the case up at your weddin' Put in perspective, cut the act, you ain't no thesbian Just a chick who love the dick but perpetrate a lesbian [Chorus] Drop the act and let's be honest No more trips for you down south Ding-a-ling, you know you want it Take the pussy out yo mouth You love the peter! Bitch, don't lie You love the cock! Don't even try No more cooter! No more coochie! Vajayjay, time to say good bye [Outro: Sampled] "After all, we're just two lonely bitches on the loose for the weekend. Yeah, I bet your little ass is on fire. You'll be a new woman when I'm finished working on you"
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Credits
- Writers
- Mike E. Clark
- Boondox