Break up, shake up, make up
Break up, shake up, make up
Special treatment for special privileges
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
So you never had real pussy before?
Let me guess, you want them
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
You had my food, now you have me
Let the pussy feel neglected
You can't and will not escape
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I want performance, not excuses
Your holes want it