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charles hamilton – twittering about masturbation lyrics

[verse 1]
imagine if m-st-rbation captured satan in a p-ssion contraption..
couldn’t be a savage, all the sn-tch he be catching!
wait a minute
evil in reverse is what we do, and it hurts for me to be such a f-cking flirt
so much of a jerk, i get a rush when i jerk..
blush or smirk when i think of a skirt that i f-cked, and jerk…..
not to call ‘em skirts but for all it’s worth
they want my wallet
and made me feel like they softest purse
just wanted to be closer than a man ever attempted
i am who i am, no man better attempt that:
removing me!
my stupid ego’s so auto-zone that i thought a poem would’ve brought it home
but no!
here i am, on the ledge again
stressed but, then again when am i not [gonna] need s-x again?
or a cocoa b-tter/lacey hand stretch again?
eff it then!
they imaginary, let ‘em in

[hook]
who’s gonna be
the thought that gets me off tonight?
baby, come and get me off tonight
close your eyes and lift me off tonight!
5-4-3-2 to the one!
i ain’t tryna stop until my eyes try to run!
from not blinking and tryna ice-grill the sun!
it’s just me and myself in this b-tch!!
it’s just me and myself in this b-tch!!!

[verse 2]
the sight of b
makes me
kinda weak
thighs are like a t-tanic iceberg and she’s southern-hood!
swear i could f-ck her good
but while i’m here and stuck with a wood
dreaming about getting her neck up on it
i gotta chill and check up on it
what if a n-gga j-ck–ff thinking ‘bout my daughter?
i taught her not to go around the block more than once..
hey
her pops was a sm-t..
so i could give a f-ck as long as n-ggas is not knocking her up
i’m decking a n-gga!
respecting her wishes
checking the n-ggas for at least not protecting the digger…
s-xing my precious and making a baby stretch up her figure
mess up her dreams, whatever n-gga!
i’m a believer
and deeper meanings behind i’m a, i’m a, a diva
doesn’t ignore v-g-n- appet-te
i’m a rapper, right?
my mind is sad but bright
sat-rday night……

[verse 3]
the colder it feels, you know that it’s real
so while i’m holding my steel, my lotion feels frozen……
tmi! say the people who just got it
f-ck the buck, i make the buck stop it…
paid 5 bucks for this bootleg booty talk and it’s worth it
do i really wanna hear a groupie squawk about how she sucked off sisqo and lord tariq?
wh0r-, please!
your story bores me..
more wh0r-s on dvd
specifically just 4, please?
4 scenes and i’m forcing
all you n-ggas outta my sp-ce!
got some self-love making to make
n-ggas hate my music, right?
so i felt love making was great
i feel like michael phelps, just wasting away
‘cause of the crazy sh-t that i did in a day
sh-t, let’s just listen for days
and all you haters, get off my d-ck!
‘cause your grip gets in the way!!!

- charles hamilton lyrics

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