Raise your hand if you like American bitches Locked in girl on girl kisses Well, I do
You're just mad you can't score American bitches So you're blowing up shit, which Just goes to prove
That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
(What kind of a man sits Indian style?)
Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows Ain't gonna get your whack ass laid Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows Ain't gonna get your whack ass laid
Trust me holmes, you would kill for American bitches And the freedom of tits if You only knew, who (blew?)
That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
(What kind of a man sits Indian style?)
Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows Ain't gonna get your whack ass laid Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows Ain't gonna get your whack ass laid
Come to Philadelphia And fall in love with the unholy My boy knows this stripper that looks just like Angelina Jolie
Just Don't bring up What that club You belong to does Dungeons & Dragons
Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows Ain't gonna get your whack ass laid Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows Ain't gonna get your whack ass laid
Where I come from bras are booby traps And soft targets have a bikini wax Where I come from bras are booby traps And soft targets have a bikini wax Where I come from bras are booby traps And soft targets have a bikini wax Where I come from bras are booby traps And soft targets have a bikini waxTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
