Break up, shake up, make up
Break up, shake up, make up
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Special treatment for special privileges
Husband couldn't fill that hole
So you never had real pussy before?
Your holes want it
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Let the pussy feel neglected
Let me guess, you want them
I want performance, not excuses
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
You had my food, now you have me
Will you still call me after?
You can't and will not escape