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cassidy welsh - such a lovely scent lyrics

[chorus:]
the sweat and the sh-t allows for such a lovely scent
the weight of -ss upon your face has got your nose all bent
with farts so smelly you’d think i’d have to sh-t
but i already went
an unwashed -ss allows for such a lovely scent
an -ss so lovely, just think of the fortune i’d get from sellin’ it
the scent is lovely just as long as i ain’t the one who’s smellin’ it!

[verse 1:]
put my yummy -ss upon the toilet seat and take a p-ss
thought i’d sit here for a second, and i didn’t picture this
i feel a sh-t, ain’t that a b-tch? i’m about to sh-t out my brains
where’s my slave? he can save my -ss from feelin’ all the pain
lay on the floor, you dirty wh0r-, right below my feet
the best footstool, and when i say “stool”, i mean the sh-t that makes you skeet
in my bum, here it comes, the sh-t that makes the f-ggots c-m
brownish-green like none i’ve seen, so why’s my n-gga lookin’ glum?

[bridge:]
it you didn’t wanna be a slave you shouldn’t have gotten caught
it’s now a life of eatin’ -ss, farts, spit, sh-t, p-ss, c-m, and snot
yes, i know, n-gga-boy, this is not the life you sought
but it’d be less annoyin’ if you quit b-tchin’
but that’s just some food for thought
and so’s my sh-t, so swallow it

[chorus]

[verse 2:]
i think i’m done with the runs, wait, here comes a little bit more
out it goes, slave at my toes, i don’t think i’ve ever sh-t this much before
it’s so gross, adios, it’s all out my -ss and in the bowl
off i go, now here’s the show, time for you to do as you’re told
you don’t need no p–per-scooper, it’s time for you to be a trooper
my own h-rn, i don’t mean to toot, but doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doot-doot-doot
that sh-t is super, i’m quite the p–per

[bridge]

[chorus]

[verse 3:]
you finished eatin’ all my sh-t and downin’ it all straight down your gullet?
good to hear, you f-ckin’ queer, i shot that out just like a bullet
my -ss still hurts and i haven’t wiped so why don’t you grab yourself some of that tp?
and stick it up my -ss, don’t look abashed, you’re lucky you ain’t l1ckin’ it up for me
i should make you eat more, it would make you skeet more
the joy is bring’s like sitting just beside the seash0r-
and letting the sand get all in your -ssh0l-, you know that the beach is always a h-ssle
but you could l1ck that sand out too, no need to be gracile
be messy as you please, down there on your knees
i’ll tell you whatever lies to keep you at ease
you’re my wiper! no sh-t’s allow to stay in my crack
cause if i get dingleberries, you’re catchin’ the flak
not only will i beat you but i won’t beseech you
cause you’ll l1ck up and kiss up every and each poo
that stays in my rump, when i take a dump
it gets me excited, i get f-ckin’ pumped
i want to get torturous and rape you to pieces
and each cry that you give, the brutality increases
so shut the f-ck up for me and don’t open your screamer
do you want to drink p-ss and do you want another steamer?
inside of your throat, and i don’t mean to gloat
but misbehave and i swear to f-ck, it’ll be all she wrote!
your crooked demise choked in between my thighs
with a sh-t-covered face, you will say your goodbyes
and no one will give a f-ck if my slave should die
because my next tortured slave will be somewhere nearby
i’ll bring ’em home pretendin’ i only want s-x
and when i tie him up and fart him up and fart on him, he may look perplexed!
but when i stomp in his face and then plop on his gut
he’ll begin to get the picture, he’ll then know what’s up
i’ll tell him he’ll be below me ’til one of us p-sses!
and it’ll probably be him, smothered by all of our -sses
mistresses ana and colleen shall help me enslave him
and he’ll be mine forever, cause no one’ll save him
but for now, i’m not puttin’ you out of your misery, not just yet
i’m enjoyin’ torturin’ you and having your -ss as my pet
for now, just do me a favor, and give me a little tiny kiss on the cheek
and i don’t mean the one on my face, you n-gga, i mean the one down there that reeks
you should be downright thankin’ me for the gas my -ss am-sses
you can tell what i ate as soon as you hear the roar of the gas’s p-ssage
a fart, but in my heart, i’d go as far as callin’ it a work of art
and i think you’d call my fart and art if the brain in your head was smart
i like compliments and they can -ssuage my deepest rage
and if you insult my luscious -ss, the demon inside’s let out of his cage
but the only time in which you’re let out of your cage is when you are beaten
and when a fart or sh-t goes in your mouth is the only time in which you’re eatin’

- cassidy welsh lyrics

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