Your honor, I’m a freak bitch, handcuffs, leashes
Switch my wig, make him feel like he cheatin’
Put him on his knees, give him somethin’ to believe in
Never lost a fight, but I’m lookin’ for a beatin’
In the food chain, I’m the one that eat ya
If he ate my ass, he’s a bottom-feeder
Big D stand for big demeanor
I could make ya bust before I ever meet ya
If it don’t hang, then he can’t bang
You can’t hurt my feelings, but I like pain
If he fuck me and ask “Whose is it?”
When I ride the dick, I’ma spell my name, ahPS no homo
It seems to be working, those kids each have 2 boners.
TIL the purpose of bedtime songs is to give children boners
ಠ_ಠ
WAP can go die in a hole. I would love to never hear that “song” - or Nicki Minaj - ever again.
You’ll never be able to stir macaroni without thinking of the song. It’s in your brain, etched deep like a childhood trauma. Never, ever will you escape it. You’ll go years without thinking about it, and then your mom serves mac n cheese at dinner, and you’re under the table in the fetal position, wavering between tears and a throbbing erection, the song pounding between your ears.
This is your life now.
That was very poetic
A true poet
Good lord I hope not
Wet ass pussy lives rent free in your head
Unfortunately.
“I got high last night on LSD, my mind was beautiful, and I was free. Warts love my nipples because they are pink, vomit on me baby, yeah yeah yeah. A blind man’s penis is erect because he is blind, it’s erect because he is blind”
“Dad what the fuck”
Don’t fuck for free. When you do, you get nothin’. Not a damn dime for your time.
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