no glove no love butter bug
butter knife strife that baby pug
spread them buns - rise then tug
flood down south just shoulder shrugs
gurl it hurts, tough it out, kerri strug
let me cut that rug and shampoo your carpet
you’re startin’ to smell just like an armpit
you be good you can sit in my cockpit
if you’re wet and set I’ll work the cl** & t**s
so you just sit and enjoy these mitts
con mi lengua I’ll give ya fits
tweet that sh** to broadcast yo sitch
won’t resign till you’re inclined, don’t you quit
climax
then we can relax
Mild Sauce
1 year ago • Notes