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alla xul elu - wackula lyrics

[chorus: joe black]
old bl++dy b+lls, big f+ckin’ boss
pulled out a cross, and he sucked it off
works to the urge like a bad disease
got a big fat d+ck with little bat t++th
he don’t make love, h+ll naw, that’s soft
he’s wackula, wacks on, wacks off
wackula, wacks on, wacks off
wackula, wacks on, wacks off

[verse 1: lee carver]
did you like my cape [?]
no matter how f+ckin’ fat you are
i’ll wack to your nudes, i can see through your clothes
been suckin’ on your toes while you sleep i suppose
some say it’s gross, but at the stroke of midnight
i put a razor blade into a fleshlight
climax to a gif of a granny giving a blumpkin
we call that a reese’s pumpkin (ain’t it somethin’?)
another lonely night with no hoes
pop another nodoz, now i’m wearing no clothes
assh0l+ nude in a spirit halloween
unaware of the cops that were following
i’m just here for some vampire t++th
and a little bit of s+xual relief, i mean, jeez
can’t a guy m+st+rbate on a haunted hay ride in peace?
go ahead and slap my ass cheeks
so b+tch, come here, let me lift up my belly [?]
so you can see the tip real closely
i cum once a year, my ween is hallow
with a candy corn d+ck to swallow
[chorus: joe black]
old bl++dy b+lls, big f+ckin’ boss
pulled out a cross, and he sucked it off
works to the urge like a bad disease
got a big fat d+ck with little bat t++th
he don’t make love, h+ll naw, that’s soft
he’s wackula, wacks on, wacks off
wackula, wacks on, wacks off
wackula, wacks on, wacks off

[verse 2: joe black]
p+ssed, now his d+ck’s out, he’s mumblin’ somethin’
he wants you to touch it or tug it or suck it
i couldn’t even lift the sarcophagus
no coincidence that the coffin lid sticks
he ain’t gay, but he bottomless
sticks it where it fits, it’s just common sense
old buddy made the mistake of takin’ him
gave me a twenty and thanked me for gapin’ him
[?] suck [?]
wants more than your blood, every fluid you got
every drop, if you make his ass pop
he won’t stop cummin’ like maniac cop
hates the sun, and he’s lazy as f+ck
every month he wakes up, thirty days of nut
look at that, all the wack, what a cool dude
turns back to a nut, wack every full moon
holy water wack, no that sh+t don’t work
now [?] lips to his shirt
only really wants his succulent juices
he just try to suck it ’til your crucifix useless
[chorus: joe black]
old bl++dy b+lls, big f+ckin’ boss
pulled out a cross, and he sucked it off
works to the urge like a bad disease
got a big fat d+ck with little bat t++th
he don’t make love, h+ll naw, that’s soft
he’s wackula, wacks on, wacks off
wackula, wacks on, wacks off
wackula, wacks on, wacks off

[verse 3: billy obey]
havin’ bad thoughts, it’s wackula
he’s jackin’ off chasin’ after ya
and he won’t stop screamin’ this:
“i want you to tug my d+ck!”
you see wackula, he’s a natural treaure
grip strength ten without actual effort
one forearm the size of popeye’s
and the other one strong hand vibes (edis sulp eht no tub)
look him in his beady eyes, he’ll beat it faster
when he’s on trees, he’s the weed wacker
grab the inhaler, wack the impaler
cum when he say so, wack [?]
nicknamed the one+hand stroker
all y’all can thank grand daddy bram stoker
vampires turn into bats, nope, not wack
giant pair of wings with a little nut sack attached
look at ’em flying away (wack)
i think he’s trying to say (wack)
“you don’t know what i’m about
i’ll cum in your hand and not in your mouth!”
[chorus: joe black]
old bl++dy b+lls, big f+ckin’ boss
pulled out a cross, and he sucked it off
works to the urge like a bad disease
got a big fat d+ck with little bat t++th
he don’t make love, h+ll naw, that’s soft
he’s wackula, wacks on, wacks off
wackula, wacks on, wacks off
wackula, wacks on, wacks off

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