[Skit:]
Oh Shit, you look cute as hell.
Now you move over here and let me start massaging that fine ass of your's.
What the fuck's up with these bitches?
I got dick for days but these hoes wanna keep their
face buried in some pussy!?
Bitch You ain't even gay.
[Verse 1:]
She got a Katy Perry ringtone,
plays it like a theme song.
Kissed a girl and liked it,
now she's swearin' off the ding dong.
Back and forth like ping pong,
she really strictly dicky,
now Madonna scorin' Britney now the bitch is strictly
licky. Suck a dick, suck a titty,
she don't really give a fuck,
and rainbow or her Prius mean she always gettin'
lucky. Had her first fish platter on her girlfriend's
futon, hidden valley, tossin' salad,
lickin' on a crouton. No shame in this fake bitch game,
swervin' in and out of traffic,
never stayin' in her own lane.
She want a piece of cake and yeah she wanna eat it
too, pay her some attention and the bitch will go down eatin' you.
[Chorus:]
Drop the act and Lezbehonest.
No more trips for you down south.
Ding-a-ling you know you want it, take the pussy out yo mouth.
You love the peter! Bitch don't lie. You love the cock!
Don't even try. No more pooter!
No more coochie! VaJayJay time to say good bye.
[Verse 2:]
Girls gone by, Spring break,
college road trip in some wet t-shirts,
wrestlin' in cool whip. Flash a nipple,
slap a pussy for attention.
Just turned eighteen, now she on a fuckin' mission.
Got a make her daddy listen,
maybe show a little anger four shots of jagermister,
tongue kiss a perfect stranger.
Three, Four fingers deep in some bleach blonde bimbo,
a double headed dildo beatin' like it's Kimbo.
Put in on the YouTube. The pictures on the Myspace,
just so I can peep it, wish the bitch would sit on
my face. Two straight broads tongue kissin' by the
swimmin' pool, fake dyke bitches eatin' coochie 'cause it's cool.
[Chorus:]
Drop the act and Lezbehonest.
No more trips for you down south.
Ding-a-ling you know you want it, take the pussy out yo mouth.
Bitch you know you want it, don't say that you don't want it.
Bitch you know you want it, don't say that you don't want it.
Bitch you know you want it, don't say that you don't want it.
Bitch you know you want it.
Bitch you know you want it.
Never gonna beat her, now you're lickin' on the cooter.
One day she was your friend and the next she wasn't screwin'
Now I'm assed out with no luck, can't even get my dick sucked.
Jerkin' off in the corner watchin' her and you fuck.
[Verse 3:]
Don't get your panties twisted,
shit I love them freaky bitches.
Daisy chains, runnin' trains,
girl on girl and pussy fistin'.
All I'm really tryin' to say,
girl just don't claim your ass is gay.
I laid the pipe the other night and fucked your girlfriend
yesterday. Tell the truth,
don't even trip. you know you like to wrap them lips
around a peter lick the tip 'cause little girls don't
come equipped. Bitch please,
you ain't right, what you really tryin' to prove carpet
muchin', donkey punchin' cause you claim you're so
confused. Yeah it puts my dick on hard to see you sixty-ninin'
neden. But to rise up on your cake won't be the case
up at your weddin'. Put in perspective cut the act
you ain't no thespian, just a trick who love the dick
but Perpetrate a lesbian.
[Chorus:]
Drop the act and Lezbehonest.
No more trips for you down south.
Ding-a-ling you know you want it, take the pussy out yo mouth.
You love the peter! Bitch don't lie. You love the cock!
Don't even try. No more pooter!
No more coochie! VaJayJay time to say good bye.
[Skit:]
After all, we're just two lonely bitches on the loose for the weekend.
Yeah, I bet your little ass is on fire.
You'll be a new woman when I'm finished working on you.
Oh Shit, you look cute as hell.
Now you move over here and let me start massaging that fine ass of your's.
What the fuck's up with these bitches?
I got dick for days but these hoes wanna keep their
face buried in some pussy!?
Bitch You ain't even gay.
[Verse 1:]
She got a Katy Perry ringtone,
plays it like a theme song.
Kissed a girl and liked it,
now she's swearin' off the ding dong.
Back and forth like ping pong,
she really strictly dicky,
now Madonna scorin' Britney now the bitch is strictly
licky. Suck a dick, suck a titty,
she don't really give a fuck,
and rainbow or her Prius mean she always gettin'
lucky. Had her first fish platter on her girlfriend's
futon, hidden valley, tossin' salad,
lickin' on a crouton. No shame in this fake bitch game,
swervin' in and out of traffic,
never stayin' in her own lane.
She want a piece of cake and yeah she wanna eat it
too, pay her some attention and the bitch will go down eatin' you.
[Chorus:]
Drop the act and Lezbehonest.
No more trips for you down south.
Ding-a-ling you know you want it, take the pussy out yo mouth.
You love the peter! Bitch don't lie. You love the cock!
Don't even try. No more pooter!
No more coochie! VaJayJay time to say good bye.
[Verse 2:]
Girls gone by, Spring break,
college road trip in some wet t-shirts,
wrestlin' in cool whip. Flash a nipple,
slap a pussy for attention.
Just turned eighteen, now she on a fuckin' mission.
Got a make her daddy listen,
maybe show a little anger four shots of jagermister,
tongue kiss a perfect stranger.
Three, Four fingers deep in some bleach blonde bimbo,
a double headed dildo beatin' like it's Kimbo.
Put in on the YouTube. The pictures on the Myspace,
just so I can peep it, wish the bitch would sit on
my face. Two straight broads tongue kissin' by the
swimmin' pool, fake dyke bitches eatin' coochie 'cause it's cool.
[Chorus:]
Drop the act and Lezbehonest.
No more trips for you down south.
Ding-a-ling you know you want it, take the pussy out yo mouth.
Bitch you know you want it, don't say that you don't want it.
Bitch you know you want it, don't say that you don't want it.
Bitch you know you want it, don't say that you don't want it.
Bitch you know you want it.
Bitch you know you want it.
Never gonna beat her, now you're lickin' on the cooter.
One day she was your friend and the next she wasn't screwin'
Now I'm assed out with no luck, can't even get my dick sucked.
Jerkin' off in the corner watchin' her and you fuck.
[Verse 3:]
Don't get your panties twisted,
shit I love them freaky bitches.
Daisy chains, runnin' trains,
girl on girl and pussy fistin'.
All I'm really tryin' to say,
girl just don't claim your ass is gay.
I laid the pipe the other night and fucked your girlfriend
yesterday. Tell the truth,
don't even trip. you know you like to wrap them lips
around a peter lick the tip 'cause little girls don't
come equipped. Bitch please,
you ain't right, what you really tryin' to prove carpet
muchin', donkey punchin' cause you claim you're so
confused. Yeah it puts my dick on hard to see you sixty-ninin'
neden. But to rise up on your cake won't be the case
up at your weddin'. Put in perspective cut the act
you ain't no thespian, just a trick who love the dick
but Perpetrate a lesbian.
[Chorus:]
Drop the act and Lezbehonest.
No more trips for you down south.
Ding-a-ling you know you want it, take the pussy out yo mouth.
You love the peter! Bitch don't lie. You love the cock!
Don't even try. No more pooter!
No more coochie! VaJayJay time to say good bye.
[Skit:]
After all, we're just two lonely bitches on the loose for the weekend.
Yeah, I bet your little ass is on fire.
You'll be a new woman when I'm finished working on you.
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