Drip by drip, they make it tremble
Drip by drip, they make it tremble
Will you still call me after?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I want performance, not excuses
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Let the pussy feel neglected
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Let me guess, you want them
You can't and will not escape