Текст песни Strike! - Miss Peria

Strike
Strike
Miss Peria, it's your go to bowl (strike)
Strike

Fingering his blue balls, shooting my shot
Is that a strike? No, a spare? What score have I got?
Obviously, I talk about bowling, you guys need God
No gross talk here, unless you count this next lot
Two fingers and a thumb in me like I'm a bowling ball
Throw me down his aisle, and sitting on his pin
Cumming so hard he knocks all the pins down
And he thought I was Doja when I said, "Go to town"
Tall-Bean John, banana taller than a bowling pin
But we all know the pins' not doing the fucking
He's a grower not a shower, dick blue by the end

Bowling ball, wrecking balling his South-End pleasure pier
It's so tall when I sit and reach the base
I take fall damage, ooh-ooh-ooh-ow
Freaky like Cupcakke, but thick like Liz', uh-uh-uh-uh, uh
Got curves like a pin, thank God for his bend
Fit in me like a perfect puzzle

He called me a bitch
And used his fingers to make a make-shift muzzle
It's huge by the way, 16 inches
How cute, 16, now reach my spleen
I don't even know where your spleen is
But all I know is his sperm are trying to fertilize it
Right now, strike, hehehehehehehehe
You get what I mean?
Talking about 'Strike!', he says "Chat shit get hit"
But what if I wanna get hit by him?
Ooh, bitch, so I sit like 'Two Girls One Cup'
Shit coming out my mouth, so he better gloves up
No, because It's so big, his base is in BST
But his tips' in Greenwich Mean Time
Needs to wash his hands, little dirty
So he puts them in my mouth in the meantime

Pussy has him speechless, dick oblong like Ferb
Green stuff at the top, I just choose not to observe
Just got sent a video
If it's not a nut video from below
Sound on, dark room, flash on
Back camera, 4K, 320kbps
Sounds quality, 64fps, VR capability
I don't want it (strike)

Strike
Strike