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letra de candy apple ass // sick to my stomach - bonkey long

[intro]
mm, aw
ah, pspspspspspss

[verse 1]
little waist thin, candy apple ass (mm, ah)
those hips could shakey-shake and give me a lap dance
pretty titty perk, (perk!) p-ss’ wet, thighs motherland (mm)
i could make that coochie quiver, you know you don’t need a man
i wanna make her pan, (pan) i want to rub her, scissor (scissor)
but i stay stationary ‘cuz she won’t even consider (nope)

[pre-chorus]
no same-s-x s-x (s-x)
and i’m not one to challenge s-xuality
so i guess i’ll have to balance, these gallons

[chorus]
falling for a straight girl (ah)
i’m clutching on some fake pearls (i’m clutching, i’m clutching)
i’m hoping that the stakes curl (ah)
’cause i’m falling for a straight girl (she’s straight)
falling for a straight girl (mm, ah)
i’m clutching on some fake pearls (ah!)
i’m hoping that the stakes curl (mm)
’cause i’m falling for a straight girl (mm, yuh)
[verse 2]
this fitty got a fatty, (fat) but all she touch is books (book)
i’d have to be made of paper just to get you to look (look)
i want that face cum-covered, (covered) but all i got is chooks (ayy)
i took ‘b-tter’ instrumental, kissed it, gave it right hook (punch)
my jelly turned to soot, (soot) but that ass wibbly wobbly (wobble)
monster in my nostrils, i been kinda wishy washy (ha)

[pre-chorus]
no same-s-x s-x
and i’m not one to challenge (s-x) s-xuality
i guess i’ll have to balance, these gallons

[chorus]
falling for a straight girl (i’m falling for a straight girl)
i’m clutching on some fake pearls (i’m clutching on some fake pearls)
i’m hoping that the stakes curl (i’m hoping that the stakes curl)
’cause i’m falling for a straight girl (yeah, i’m falling for a straight girl)
i’m falling for a straight girl (i’m falling for a straight girl)
i’m clutching on some fake pearls (i’m clutching on some fake pearls)
i’m hoping that the stakes curl (i’m hoping that the stakes curl)
because i’m falling for a straight girl (i’m falling for a straight girl)

[post-chorus]
straight, ah, ah!
clutching, i’m clutching
she’s straight, she’s straight
i’m clutching, i’m clutching
she’s straight, she’s straight, ah
mm, yeah, she’s straight
[bridge // sick to my stomach]
sick, sick, sick to my stomach
i feel sick, sick, sick to my stomach
i feel sick, sick, sick to my stomach
i feel sick, sick, sick to my stomach
you make me sick (sick), sick (sick), sick to my stomach
i feel sick (sick), sick (sick), sick to my stomach
i feel sick (sick), sick (sick), sick to my stomach
i feel sick (sick), sick (sick), sick to my stomach
i feel sick (sick), sick (sick), sick to my stomach
nerves liek whip-whip, whip-whip, whip like a punish
sh-tting bricks-brick, brick-brick, bricks and they plummet
to the bottom of my stomach, huh, f-ck
you make me sick (sick), sick (sick), sick to my stomach
i feel sick (sick), sick (sick), sick to my stomach
you make me sick (sick), sick (sick), sick to my stomach
i feel sick (sick), sick (sick), sick to my stomach
i feel, aw, f-ck

[outro]
m-m, ha
m-m, huh, mm
hmm-mm, ha
that candy apple assss

- bonkey long

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