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the true wankers - couch (interlude) lyrics

[intro: big c]
free my boy freaky tim

[verse: bobe]
i just had a fivesome with your mum in a bookstore
f_cked that little wh0re with the gang like el salvador
fiending for my meat like a motherf_cking carnivore
bricked up, like some f_cking two_by_four
she say she what i long for, eyesore
men is what i care for
i just wanna throw them dudes down to the floor
and bounce on it hardcore, till my booty hole sore
d_mn, i just really need more d_ck
it won’t make you sick
it won’t hurt to give it a taste and a l!ck
booty bouncing, dt’s c_ck ring, p_n_s munching
can’t stop f_cking, like a f_cking demon
ass full of s_m_n, can’t stop creaming
big ass f_cking d_ck got everybody screaming
the legendary chef making music in a g_string
blessing our ears like morgan freeman
tell us that we gotta pipe down
but even in our motherf_cking souls we have the high ground
and it’s our time to shine now
i’m eating ice cream, drinking jjuice, i’m sky bound
call these colours great, you’re lacking flowers
look around and all i see is black f_cking blouses
i’m lounging, on the couch shaedizzle was found in
searching for my d_ck is the dude that i’m pounding

- the true wankers

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