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letra de at the strip club - watsky

she’s a true cutie
b-tt makes me cry i call it a boo-hooty
got a dude weak in the knees
when she set sail two cheeks to the breeze
she gets low, reverse vertical
rump in descent like a jet at a terminal
she drop it to the floor like a kindergartener’s shorts when he’s p-ssing at a urinal
it’s okay to brag
you’re on a pole sideways like a waving flag
and i salute that hustle
the glutes and back muscle
no lie your core strength is ill and you’re getting it
sweating for your med school bills
but on the real i got dragged along
and at the strip club is where i don’t belong

shes grinds that pole i shed a tear (drop it)
i don’t know why the h-ll i’m here (booty)

i’m at the spearmint rhino
j-panese business men smelly as whinos
and i’m not too keen
been a couple times and it’s not my scene
no doubt i like to go out
toast with the bros where a bro can bro out
i don’t need nipples like hard rubies
with big old scars underneath her large b–bies
i knew we should have gone to cheesecake
here we’re either perverts or some got d-mn cheapskates
she stripped and i paid her
not tipping her is like not tipping a waiter (it’s rude)
so i’m tossing crumpled up ones
for an extra jiggle of those bubble b-tt buns
but even if i had cash it’s unlikely
that i’d spend it getting women to pretend to like me

[hook]

- watsky

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