Right or Wrong lyrics
by Jake Hole
[Intro]
J-J-J-J-Jake Hole
I love you, Mr. Hole!
[Verse 1]
I can drop my panties
Using no hands (No hands)
I got a dude from Cali
He on Rosecrans (Rosecrans)
I used to live with roaches
Broke with no plans (Yeah, yeah)
Nothing changed, but now I'm naked
With my holes tanned (Now it's a brown hole)
I must have a broken tab
Can't keep my can closed (Must be)
I be leaving cheek prints
Up in his Lambo (On the suede, hey)
I think I got a UTI
From using hand soap (Oh nah)
I put a glow stick in his butt
So now my man glows (Snap, snap)
I get a man on rock
From one twerk of the cheek (Bricked)
Cologne and latex
All the basics, making it stink (Whiff)
I go for 'bout four, five times
And then I'm beat (Ayy)
His booty a mountain
I'ma climb it until I peak (Climb it, climb it)
I get to fricking
When I see a fricker in a V-neck (Yes sir)
He hop in the Honda Civic
'Cause he wanna hear that VTEC (Yes sir)
I got a brother from Beta Theta Pi
He go to V Tech (Bro, bro, woo)
Only if you're able
I can frick you over the weekend
[Chorus]
Not worried about right or wrong
Only worried 'bout how tight this thong is
I got a fella and he like it long
Him and I, we share a Grindr log in
I treat my dildos like my Jordans
They get thrown out if they crease
All these baddies in the bathroom
Make it hard for me to pee
All this booty on my nostrils
Makes it hard for me to see
Turn his booty to a pack
We put his booty on a tee
[Verse 2]
Good with balls, Jordan Poole
Shooting movies, Jordan Peele
(Jordan, Jordan)
He eyeing my banana
Guess I got that sex appeal (Nana, nana)
I take him to my shack
I make him oh, I make him kneel (Big Shaq)
He's kinky with the cuffs
I guess he tryna cop a feel (Woo)
We frick from the night to the morning
Busting, moaning, yelling "Yes" (Yes)
Let me be honest for a moment
Gotta get something off my chest (Please)
It's this big ol' dude on top of me
He steady sucking my breast (Bro)
But he weigh like way too much (Bro)
And I'm stuck and out of breath (Ha)
Now that I got him off my chest
I'ma tell these haters "Hop off nuts" (Nuts)
'Cause they always be up on 'em
And I think I'm 'bout to bust (Buss)
One of these days I might just lose it
Dare I say it, I might cuss (Woah)
I might tell my momma on you (Wow, wow)
Best believe it, bro, just trust (Frick)
Just thrust
Enough talk, just grunts now (Grunts now)
20K on that butt plug buss down (Buss down)
Just like wiener
I get up when I was once down (Wiener)
I just like wiener, that's my story
That's the rundown (Wiener)
[Chorus]
Not worried about right or wrong
Only worried 'bout how tight this thong is
I got a fella and he like it long
Him and I, we share a Grindr log in
I treat my dildos like my Jordans
They get thrown out if they crease
All these baddies in the bathroom
Make it hard for me to pee
All this booty on my nostrils
Makes it hard for me to see
Turn his booty to a pack
We put his booty on a tee
[Outro]
Creamville Records
We have sex with men