Sindhu Sesh lyrics

[Intro]
(Omelette du fromage)

[Verse]
I'm a big dog, balls swinging in my flip flops
Jacked up Jack Russel with a big c*ck
White short sleeve tuck it in the boot cuts
Flex both pecs to the women in the chip shop
Shh
I said 'say less'
Plow through women like a train wreck
Kill a man for the pay check
Put a pole in his back, gay sex
Lord knows I can save her
Meat stick with an elegant flavour
Your wife came round for the gourmet
And I gave her the tip like a waiter
Bark at a b*tch like 'woof'
Tell her 'bring friends I can do times two'
And we can do it on Zoom
Give P K Juice in my Lonsdale shoes
Now f*ck you and your fat mother
She could use a tree for a back scrubber
I could make a raft from her back blubber
Sail to the long lost worlds on her back brother
And you're a virgin
You've never had sex with a person
You've only had sex with your right hand
We both know that ain't right man
Right, and I'm hot sh*t
Flyer than a pilot in a c*ckpit
Your nana's got a neck like an ostrich
I tell her 'come gobble on this PK c*ck b*tch'
Kick back like a big toe
Wife's steady working on the cane-rows
sh*t, this is how the game goes
Grandson's flipping on the packs on the payroll
Catch me on the curb, like sh*t dog
Can someone please show me how to Crip walk?
Don't say much I let the fists talk
You've been eating cheap ham, sh*t pork
I'm calculated like a cyborg
Hoofing up the K, high horse
I'm on the beach with my kiteboard
Smoking up a Jay, got my brain in a time warp
24 carat on the wrist chain
Thick braids, call me Rick James
Got the whole town talking 'bout my di*k game
Your an arsehole squirt, little sh*t stain
Quit tripping b*tch, this the pimp life
I was too G'd up for my ex wife
Cocaine made me old twin bro die
But it's alright 'cause I'll see him in the next life
Ice cold like a cube tray
I like her ass fat juicy
And I don't give a f*ck what you say
Sitting on the internet, keyboard pus*y
[Outro]
That's right b*tch, f*ck yourself
It's PK to the J