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polisha - папуля (international version) lyrics

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[intro]
my daddy
he’s calling
my daddy

[verse 1]
seven, seven pm he’s callin’
wantin’ to see me crawlin’
sendin’ me back to bawlin’
now that i’m callin’ back my dad

hey daddy-daddy, hey daddy daddy-daddy, ooh
hey daddy-daddy, hey daddy daddy-daddy, ooh
hey paddy daddy i’m flyin’ all the way home
runnin’ all the way home, way home, way home

[verse 2]
i’m me, little did i drink
fanta, vodka, threw ’em up all over kitchen sink
scrollin’ my ig while my g-ys are f-ckin’ raw
one runs philology, the other runs law

daily i was wishin’ for some p-ssy for the dinner
life is like the ocean of the d-cks and i’m a swimmer but
i’m bi, i’m bi, i’m f-ckin’ bi
i’d only eat a d-ck because i’m tryin’ to be polite

[verse 3]
i don’t drink no hard sh-t, only women’s beer sh-t
but angry is the daddy, bet he’s wonderin’ now
where where where where is she
is she gonna come at me and show her p-ssy?

my dad is crazy but i don’t let anybody in
i keep my p-ssy guarded like jesus is within
i hate sperm cans, holy spirit is the one
to f-ck me raw, to get into my booty-booty hole

[chorus]
clap, clap, clap, clap for the daddy
he controls every inch of my berry
clap, clap, clap, clap, clap just for the daddy
virginity i ain’t gon’ bury, bury

c’mon, annihilate my phone
for all the weed ya think i blow
go, write it on my own gravestone:
«she sold virginity on amazon»

- polisha lyrics

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