wally overstreet - slippy slip lyrics
check that personality
i need somethin a lil more challenging
double u should be a double v
that sh-t is sharp like me
wally o in the zone, get stoney
we’re doin two different things
you fall asleep but i daydream
about a bad thing and me
we’re f-ckin it up in the front seat
my seatbelt is on
the windows are gettin so foggy
sucks for peepin tom
makin the moment a memory
the music is bomb
got my seatbelt locked
that’s the best kind of strap on
except my wrist watch
it’s -n-log
gets my d-ck hard
kinetic charge
even goes underwater
she got it for me but it broke
so she got another
she wanna ride me like a boat
so i start the motor
f-ckin with the slippy slip
f-ck a lady how she likes it
ribs on my d-ck
that sh-t’s holdin my kids
f-ck a babysitter
got the latex
hoping it stays big
if you need i can f-ck with a chub
ya dig
it ain’t so easy
but it gets the job done
can i keep it up
we can make it last
but will you keep it down
it’s 4am
diggin for gold with the tip
take it slow for a sec
about time for a trip
smoke a bowl during s-x
goosebumps on her skin
some nice hills on her back
a loose cannon the lips
a gold mine that -ss
with a hand on her hip
and a thumb in her b-tt
i’m tongue f-ckin a cl-t
her body shakin a lot
thighs clap on my head
that’s a round of applause
throw me down face up
girl you the boss
f-ckin with the slippy slip
f-ck a lady how she likes it
ribs on my d-ck
that sh-t’s holdin my kids
f-ck a babysitter
got the latex
hoping it stays big
do you love who you’re f-ckin with
good
cause you better f-ckin love that sh-t
you best give a f-ckin sh-t
please don’t give a d-mn
good better best
just give what you can
the bigger your b-lls
the harder you fall
i learnt that from the internet
lost track of my foreskin
religious mutilation
parents want a holy kid
i don’t want a bully kid
but a bishop does
and a priest did
f-ckin with the slippy slip
f-ck a lady how she likes it
ribs on my d-ck
that sh-t’s holdin my kids
f-ck a babysitter
got the latex
hoping it stays big
tied me to the bed
put her b-tt on my chest
said, “baby i’m sorry but you’re under arrest”
bust out the fuzzy f-ckin cuffs
she played the pig
about 10am
serving me breakfast in bed
she a perfect ten
overstreet givin her head
i just had a head
no arms and no legs
i couldn’t give less than a hunnit percent
f-ck a 99
punk and sunny style in bed
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