LMLYP - GodWeenSatan: Live

Lyrics
[Intro] Woah, yeah, yeah, ahhhhhh, whoa, whoa, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, ahhhhhh, whoa, whoa ["Shockadelica" Verse 1:] The lights go out; the smell of doom I'll bet is creeping into your lonely room The bed's on fire; your fate is sealed And you're so tired, and the reason is Camille-mille Shockadelica The girl must be a witch-a She's got your mind, body, and soul, yes Shockadelica You need a second opinion She never wears a stitch So you can't take her home She's got you tied to a golden rope She won't lеt you play your guitar And when you've cried еnough Maybe she'll let you up For a nasty ride in her Shockadeli-car She make you beg! [Verse 2] Gonna make you beg Gonna make you spread your leg Gonna want it, gonna get it And you'll never regret it Gonna make you beg Gonna make you spread your leg Gonna want it, gonna get it And you'll never regret it [Verse 3] All you suckers in the back better wake up for supper (Gonna make you beg, gonna make you spread your leg) 'Cause the Deaner's on the mic and the beat is gettin' rougher (Gonna want it, gonna get it, and you'll never regret it) Dang-wang melody, the jaw is a-droppin' (Gonna make you beg, gonna make you spread your leg) And my rhyme's on time; Papa Gener is a-poppin' on back (Gonna want it, gonna get it, and you'll never regret it) The bass, turn it up in the place (Gonna make you beg, gonna make you spread your leg) Jack your fucking body and your damn fucking hips (Gonna want it, gonna get it, and you'll never regret it) ["Alphabet Street" Verse 4:] Talk to me, lover; come on, tell me what you taste Didn't your mama tell you life is to good to waste? Didn't she tell you that Lovesexy was the glam of them all? You can hang, you can trip on it You surely won't fall No side effects, the feeling last forever Straight up, it tastes good It makes you feel clever You kiss your enemies like you know you should Then you shake your body like a horny pony would You shake your body like a horny pony would And now run and tell your mama about that [Chorus] Let me lick your pussy; let me lick your cunt Let me eat your body, baby; let me make you squeal and grunt, ow! Let me show you how to please me, baby, oww Let me show you how to tease me Baby, baby, baby, get down on your knees Let me lick your pussy Let me lick your pussy Let me lick your pussy Let me lick your pussy Let me lick your pussy Woo! [Verse 5] First, we'll take a bath I got all the bath bombs in the world, baby And then I'm gonna- I'm gonna wrap you up in my towel, baby And I'm gonna- I'm gonna give you a massage Like thirteen kings, right, babe Oh, give me that- Oh, what are you still doing there with that towel on, baby? Does that have to do with a massage? I'll say, baby: "You know what I want" "You know what I need" "You know what I want" "You know what I need" "Your pussy" [Chorus] Let me lick your pussy Let me lick your pussy Let me lick your pussy Let me lick your pussy Let me lick your pussy Let me lick your pussy Oh! Let me lick your pussy Let me lick your pussy Pussy, pussy, ooh Pussy, pussy, ooh Pussy, pussy, ooh Pussy, pussy Pussy [Instrumental Outro] [Outro] Hey, Mic-key Hey, Mickey Yeah, dude Put your headgear on I can't see anything Are you guys ready for more?
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Credits
- Writers
- Gene Ween
- Dean Ween