slob on my knob
like corn on the cob
lay down wiv me, and do yo fukin job
dont worry take it easy, and i be suckin yo titties
slob on my knob
like corn on the cob
lay down wiv me, and do yo fukin job
dont worry take it easy, and i be suckin yo titties
'And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything'
What the fuck is this shit? For real? You gotta be shittin me... I aint even gonna bother sayin much. You need a girl, bruh.