paroles de chanson Eat It - x1aa

Ooh, lord
Check it!

I'm Miss Priss, puss swallowin' piss
If I like your cock, I might swallow your fist
Dec-decadent cunt, still fuck to cum
Still talk grease over beats and drums
I bang, bang, still snort cocaine
Bitch, gag on the rocks of my body chains
Cunt, body, and brains (Check)
Talent and fame (Check)
Still gettin' off from the sound of my name
A-A-A-Ayesha Erotica, I'm the boom in your car
A-a-and when you blast my shit in public, all the boys will get hard
They rock to me in Japan
In France, they dance and they stan
Yeah, you know every fuckin' lyric
Bitch, yes, fuck up my jams
Good God!

They wanna fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
F-f-fuck, f-fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck me
They wanna fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck, f-f-fuck, f-fuck, fuck— (Oh my god)
Maybe if you're luck—, luck—, luck—, luck—
Luck—, l-l-luck—, l-luck—, luck—, luck—, luck—, lucky
Maybe if you're luck—, luck—, luck—, luck—, luck—, lu-lu—
If you don't like me?
Bitch!

Eat it, eat it, eat it
Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Eat it, eat it, eat—
The boys beat it, beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat—
The boys beat it, beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat—
They wanna
Eat it, eat it, eat it
Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Eat it, eat it, eat it