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letra de #nymphomanic - midas wright

[verse]
run up in this b-tch, might just throw a stack
the way that girl is dancing on me, might just blow her back
throw it back, blow a sack, she just trynna run the trap
tucking 20 bucks stuck into her g string and her crack
what is that, where its at? i’ma put you on the map
like she in the army cuz she got that triple tap
call her puma suede cause she got a scary cat
hairy, fat, swear she bad, and i ain’t no scaredy cat
abundance of substance, but absence of judgement
let’s go get some more, wonder where the plug went
unchained, bet you thought you had her c-ntained
tongue rang got me popping off like the gun range
she bouncing, astounding, i think i need counseling
my bro’s in the throes cause she throws every ounce in
got me on edge, working tools like a mechanic
hoes, don’t panic, she’s just feeling nymphomanic

[chorus, sung by woman]
i let the feeling grab a hold of me
now i’m losing all control
hope like h-ll youre down to go with me
cause i’m down to roll
forget the silly things they told me
oh, it’s not like i planned it
it’s just that realer things console me
stealing, feeling, nymphomanic

[verse 2]
trick so bad, think i should record her
now she telling everybody like a good reporter
trynna take my pr-ck, think this chick could be a h–rder
in it like an immigrant, swim across her border
oh man, these hoes dance with no pants
no hands, she gol-dan with no man
romance, for old mans who hold hands
no dance with no bands, it’s no chance
just wanna see her roll her derrière like dice
got a pair, while you buggin in her hair, like lice
this cat is feral, you c-m a cross like mice
she just wanna get nailed by two thugs like christ
awe yeah, it’s the winner of internet
i ain’t fed her dinner yet because i’m always in her, yeah
fingers slipping into there, while i whisper in her ear
hoes don’t panic, he’s just panic feeling nymphomanic

[chorus]
she don’t want her man to see, but i fulfill her fantasy
i’m losing all my sanity for filling all her vanity
nymphomanic disease, got her puffing the trees
then she’s hitting knees doing anything i please
impulsive, compulsive, rhymes got her convulsive
she loves that my d-ck and my mind is repulsive
she’s sliding down pole and her tushy is pulsing
then widens frown whole for my gushy expulsion

- midas wright

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