sylvia baudelaire - confession lyrics
mini skirt, lipgloss
ready for the show
grab my hair, pants off
and let me blow
slap my ass, facef+ck
smudge it, boy
bussy tight, l!ck it
imma make you moan
his girl’s at home while he f+cks my jaw
i’m the bestest b+tch and he brings me pearls
i dance for him, i bring him joy
schoolgirl fit, gangsta playboy
you wanna be my man?
i don’t play like that
i am not your b+tch
i just like your cash
i want diamonds
i live like a cat
don’t want no man
walk my own path
i’m not your b+tch
eat my ass
make the money rain on me
not your b+tch
only for tonight
i can be your pony
not your b+tch
i don’t give a f+ck
you can call me phoney
not your b+tch
i just want the goods
i just want your money
we’re just having fun
chaos in ur eyes
buzzut on ur head
knuckle duster, baseball bat
i bend over, he slaps my b+tt
we f+ck all night, he bust a nut
kissin the tattoos on his chest
all he gotta do is break some necks
waiting in the car in my pink dress
“are you ok?”
i say “yes”
when we get back he gets his wish
i know it’s time for his favourite dish
i bend over and he slaps my b+tt
we f+ck all night and he bust a nut
we do it all night
i must confess
i was so scared but he’s the best
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