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letra de slip away - digbar & jake hole

[intro]
(j-j-jake hole)
no, no, no… yeah
okay, okay… okay-okay-okay-okay… yeah
(i love you mr. hole)

[chorus: jake hole]
you a guy and a hoe, let’s be honest
big pipe, wet throat, it’s the hottest
i can’t ever let you go, bro, i want it
big, strong, good with the b-lls like i’m giannis

four guys, one room
one b-tt, four dudes
me see… me like…
i can’t let you slip away

[verse 1: jake hole]
f-f-frick a fricker in his frickhole
his pickle in my b-tt-cheeks
tickling up on him, giggling until he busting
sl!cker than some oil
booty lubed up like it’s rusty
you know i like ’em bigger, like ’em thicker, like ’em busty

bussy bald, waltеr white, breaking bad
hit my wife up, had to call hеr
said i’m sleeping with her dad
i pulled out when i finished
he wants kids, now he mad
i ain’t getting you pregnant, stupid
now get back on your back
i glued two d-ld-s to my hands
and then i hit him with the 1-2
spit inside his b-tt
i open it up and then i huck-too
giving head in bed
leaving bite marks from my buck tooth
one dude way too boring, call your bro up, let me suck two

yeah, i beat his cheeks like a gong
i breathe it in like a bong
you would think i’m in vietnam
the way i’m living off dong
his moans sound like a song
his throat wet and it’s strong
he whipped out that w-lly
i’m like “wow-wee”, that’s long

[chorus: jake hole]
you a guy and a hoe, let’s be honest
big pipe, wet throat, it’s the hottest
i can’t ever let you go, bro, i want it
big, strong, good with the b-lls like i’m giannis

four guys, one room
one b-tt, four dudes
me see… me like…
i can’t let you slip away
[verse 3: digbar]
i can’t let you slip away, don’t put that tip away
i can give you meat on sunday
n-gga, this ain’t chick-fil-a
like any clothes you wearing
i promise they getting ripped away
feel like i’m at a party or something
the way i grip the cake, i drip on face

hungry homie, d-ck on plate
make sure that it’s 6″ to 8″
what’s your favorite? d-ck or cake?
ain’t no rush, just pick, i’ll wait
i prefer the pipe, but i’m no plumber, i’m just h-rny (heh)
imma dunk my b-lls up in that b-tt like robert horry

it get gory, looking for that fishy smell like finding dory
’cause there best not be no b-tches in this room ’cause that sh-t boring
“i want n-ggas, i want n-ggas” like an owner at an auction
i guess my mouth game h-lla good ’cause they get b-n-rs when i’m talking
man, stop talking, get on that bed, n-gga
let me turn that b-tt to a carti album

whole lotta red, n-gga
my room look like a travis scott concert
whole lot of dead n-ggas
imagine knowing what digbar do to n-ggas
and you still finna get up in the bed with him
[chorus: jake hole]
you a guy and a hoe, let’s be honest
big pipe, wet throat, it’s the hottest
i can’t ever let you go, bro, i want it
big, strong, good with the b-lls like i’m giannis

four guys, one room
one b-tt, four dudes
me see… me like…
i can’t let you slip away

[bridge: digbar]
look n-gga, i don’t want you to slip away, man
but like, you know when the lube gets in play
like, it gets real slippery n-gga, i mean it ain’t much i can-
know it ain’t much i can do to stop you from slippin’

[outro: digbar]
slip, slip, slippin’ on that d-ck, i’m finna slip
slip, slippin’ on that d-ck, i’m finna slip
slip, slippin’ on that d-ck, i’m finna slip
slip, on that d-ck, i’m finna…

- digbar jake hole

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