paroles de chanson Thrust - Ashnikko , Raf Riley

Im just a teenage sass-pants
Oh, its candid, you caught me
I always make you happy
Gave her my hollywood smile
And he liked my accent
You feeding little boy?
I know you need some
Plus size pudgy boy, tweedle-dee-dum
Get the snacking and battle-axing
Out of breath and you heart-attacking
Circle-whacking, who gets to take rome?
None of yall motherfuckers pack up and go home
Panting like puppies
You love the taste
Ill be around for a while, cool the haste
Hot stuff, wants me to call him buzz
Well, im a habenero pepper
You can lick my sauce
Oooh you can lick my sauce
So all my cool kittens put your claws in the sky
Step out your joints like its 425
And give me something i can thrust to
Give me something i can thrust to
Boys, put your draws in the sky
Fly ′em like a flag on the fourth of july
Give me something i can thrust to
Do i done does this thing? Yeah i must do
Ooh im a saucy salad and id like you to toss me
Us three, could doodle-bop in some soft sheets
Thats fucking obscure, you could blink and miss it
Think ill pay him a visit, my life coach is in prison
And i have a staring problem, my gazes linger
But i got glasses, thick as chubby baby fingers
Lips locking, like they glued to your mouth
Give your girlfriend head on my studio couch
Wow Its a scandal
How can the world handle a foul mouthed girl with a plan to dismantle?
Your ideas? A butt lady should do.
I dont owe you shit! A bidet would do.
Salty little pretzel i aint aiming to please
Post slut snacking, give you a nacho cheese.
So all my cool kittens put your claws in the sky
Step out your joints like its 425
And give me something i can thrust to
Give me something i can thrust to
Boys, put your draws in the sky
Fly 'em like a flag on the fourth of july
Give me something i can thrust to
Do i done does this thing? Yeah i must do
A machete for a tongue, its a jungle i cut through