Dear little little miss daredevil Let me slice you up quick And have a bite on your cherry I know you hate them insecure kids Well understand that I ain't the least bit Selfish and romantic 'cause I ain't the type to objectify Plus I bet that I can serenade you With the sweetest lullaby So dear little little miss daredevil I'll be an angel if you let me taste your own skin
I'm in a crazy rollercoaster ride Upon arrival, I was captivated By this social butterfly She had the eyes of the devil It was needless to say, I was enticed by the peril that she posed Wanna see beyond her clothes From the lack of adipose to the magic in her bones But I don't wanna be painted as an elitist
So I'll pretend And use the wisdom of pretentious feminism To get into her pants, maybe I can appreciate the intellectual vanity Of a strong-willed lady Didn't wanna be enchanted by her pheromones But I'll return the trust If she allows me to take her home Overloaded serotonin, froze unopposed Vulnerabilities exposed A little too late to step back and reconsider The fact that she's a killer lady Who would kill a ladykiller
Dear little little miss daredevil Let me slice you up quick And have a bite on your cherry I know you hate them insecure kids Well understand that I ain't the least bit Selfish and romantic 'cause I ain't the type to objectify Plus I bet that I can serenade you With the sweetest lullaby So dear little little miss daredevil I'll be an angel if you let me taste your own skin
Quicksilver hair, fixation on drugs Pixelated eyesight, and a pack of pixie dust A table full of ashes of the cigarette butts And a touch that would activate the long suppressed lust Convert the lack of sex drive into nymphomania My little man started craving for the labia Magnified intensely by the buzz of the booze To hugs and to smooch 'til I smash on the cooch
I'm a lowkey misogynist But she don't have to know I've done it with the rest, This ain't a challenge to a pro My confidence won't shatter At the heat of the moment Got that bitch locked down, It's a breeze in the ocean Take her to a love hotel to make a song Write a composition That completes the beat's overtones Arithmetics of rhythm spliced into the tempo
So in one full swing, the eruption crescendos Now the mood is all set for the show The curtains have opened, it's time to play roles She opted to be master While I'm scorned to be the slave She never was the type To be the princess to be saved
So we entered the arena Without an ounce of reservation It's an all-out war declaration Flaunted my katana but she seemed unimpressed Deflected my offence until I'm openly undressed Now we started fencing with our tongues and our blades Upshifted my gear to go faster in the race I was about to come around and finish first place When she pulled a knife and...... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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