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thomas christ - black limousine lyrics

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peelin’ out, blastin’ metal, it’s a quarter to 12
my chauffer is drivin’ like a bat outta h+ll
goin’ to a wedding and we’re headed downtown
oh how i wish satan could see me now
gotta ride this big black b+tch, to the place of the
skull, and i’ll make no switch, i can never be
seen when i’m ridin’ lean and mean
gonna steal the show in my black limousine

you gotta ride it
don’t hide it
let’s f+ck it up
gonna make it hot in my black limousine
c’mon, let’s make it, i’ll fix you up
gonna make it hot in my black limousine

wedding at golgotha, right on time. you’ll see
jesus and satan together drinkin’ wine, from the
grail of knowledge, s+x, and inhibition
it’s a wedding that leaves mankind wishin’ that they
didn’t fall for this sick cosmic joke
when you realize that even the pope can’t resist sin
once in a while, turn that frown to a smile
so c’mon baby, let me f+ck ya in grand style

ride it
don’t hide it
let’s f+ck it up
gonna make it hot in my black limousine
c’mon, let’s make it, just let me take it
gettin’ hot and dirty in my black limousine
gonna make it hot in my black limousine

- thomas christ lyrics

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