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mike twiss - accidental porn star lyrics

i’m like a p-rn star
i come in wh0r-s raw
i feel like my cores strong
but i’m at a disadvantage
they said i gotta old soul
yah i was born an old man
ben b-tton cold flow
four score seven year ago
this like the lincoln gettysburg address
i might creep in puttin steady herbs to rest
heart poundin heavy nervous chest
if you finding any words contest
a dish that’s cold ready to serve’em best
making sure i’m not best dressed
on purpose
irkin all the vermin by the way i’m lookin on the surface
cuz it’s worth it to see it workin i be observing like it’s a circus
it’s perfect so i open up a people watchin service
evil often worth it’s feeble
turnin peaceful topple curtains for diversions
certain legal persons versions burden peepin urinal s-m-n fertile creeping in between it lurkin in perversion like a serpent
i’m an emerging deterrent insurgent that’s currently servin no 70 virgins
i’d rather have 70 chicks on the corner workin
drivin all drunk in my car while i’m swervin and
getting some head head in lap while i clap
failing to see the red light that i ran
bet i’ll cheat death by an inch and a half
all while still getting neck like giraffes
she better be glad that i’m in the back of her neck as she gags
when she finishes ask her to hand me a rag
some of the best head i’ve had
i wanna say sorry to all of their dads
for not givin the daughters knee pads
would’ve thought y’all would keep tabs
perhaps it’s time to think fast
and listen to this again like it’s reran
compared to me man
everything else is just a weak plan
even if they hate me they still wanna be fans
and overdose on my music like shootin 3 grams that wasn’t cheap and
i need that 3 grand they jacked me fast
sayin i’m owing steep tax
can’t be fillin holes and deep cracks
if it doesn’t flow beneath -ss
not my fault though
hey you should know i’m ill son
got b-lls though
i’m tom hanks
cruz b-tches call my b-lls wilson
k!ll drank smoke ill dank take pills
flintstone bam bam when i’m holdin steal
break real bones double tap
i’m for real when i snap
open hand catch a slap slap
gotta roll my black van needs a gas cap
you like to lag and drag -ss
you should grab a hat
cruz imma grabs you by your spine and make you snap back
i heat you up so you don’t flip like flap jacks
cut you up stick you in a nap sack
saw your sister she ain’t half bad
used my fingers on her like a track pad
tossed her number in the trash can like a bad mac app
i’m takin out so much trash
that i’m almost out of glad trash bags

cruz i’m in a whole other cl-ss

i need some ideas for a hustle
in need of ideas for a hustle
i can’t pay my debts and i think i’m in trouble
you think you in trouble
i think i’m in trouble

- mike twiss lyrics

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