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brandon wolf hill - ex-alien lyrics

[intro]
alien b-tt-s-x man
holy sh-t, ha-ha yeah
watch my flow dude
yo, hah!

[verse one]
in my bed call me chief
after that call me thief
hoes receive
make you eat dead babies
shooting loads like police
riding d-ck yelling, “please! i want your calories!”
no need for families when you’re high on the munchies
s-x is the story
filling all your needs
hating those ‘v’s cause i only do ‘d’s
if you know what i mean
no i don’t know what you mean…
b-tch i’m g-y

[verse two]
oh my god
sh-t, is this b-tch an alien?
holy f-ck!
i’ve never seen that hole before…
(ska!)
b-tch, let’s have some whack–ss s-x
anything we do, better than my ex
no pets, but i’ll f-ck you like a t-rex
i love it when you choke me, can’t reach my neck
better grab some goggles
put my s-m-n in some bottles
and i think i broke her tonsils
only f-cking with them models
think i f-cked a girl named charles
got her sucking on my caramels
drink some s-m-n through some funnels
mumble through a f-cking muzzle
oh my god…
sh-t, that’s f-cked up
she’s just chugging away, oh my god
(gulp-gulp-gulp-gulp-gulp-gulp-gulp)
woo!

[verse three]
this is the close encounters
of the third kind
close encounters with the third kind
down below my belt
close encounters of the third kind
close encounters of the third kind
close encounters of the third kind

- brandon wolf hill lyrics

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