paroles de chanson Fuck ALL the Pain - Kamaara

Little mama get up on me
Let me see you drop it
Rotate on this dick
And grip these nuts just like a fucking socket
Pocket locket, If you talking
Then I'm gon' get to hopping
Twist it, pull her hair
I hit it hard just like we're playing bop it
Lost in a maze, blind from the haze
Bitch I shoot clean, he dead Billy Mays
Fuck what you say, head out the rave
Hot like summer, this heat shoot rays
Fuck you, they don't even know your friends
Cause they disgusting
She like it dirty, she like it rough just like it's rugby
Your boy a rookie, he look like a bitch and he tubby
Deep inside that bitch until she screaming that she cumming
Hold up bitch wait, shake it, like a shake weight
Bend that thing over, let me slide up in your home base
Old girl, hell no
Baby, arch your backbone
She give tail fast, like a motherfucking tadpole

Shut the fuck up, pick your boy up, aye
Shut the fuck up, pick your boy up, aye
Shut the fuck up, pick your boy up, aye
He a lame bitch
You a dumb cunt aye
Shut the fuck up, pick your boy up, aye
Shut the fuck up, pick your boy up, aye
Shut the fuck up, pick your boy up, aye
He a lame bitch
You a dumb cunt aye
Shut the fuck up, pick your boy up, aye
Shut the fuck up, pick your boy up, aye
Shut the fuck up, pick your boy up, aye
He a lame bitch
You a dumb cunt aye
Shut the fuck up, pick your boy up, aye
Shut the fuck up, pick your boy up, aye
Shut the fuck up, pick your boy up, aye
He a lame bitch
You a dumb cunt aye