Period Sex lyrics

by

fakemink


[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm smelling like funeral flowers
Fresh to death taste sweet, and then sour
Yeah this one guy thought he had powers
I put him and his skank, on the floor, like a towel
Blood gushing from his nose, he really need a towel
You know I'ma plane in the game, twin towers
I f*ck her for hours, she squirted on my T-shirt
Pillows on the floor 'cause I don’t wanna make her knees hurt (Hurt)
Yeah she say she love me, but she love mink
I’m hearing too many lies, yeah, I can’t think
She got me saying, “Bye, bye, bye” like I’m NSYNC
It’s like none of these b*tches here know how to take a hint
Yeah, they take the p*ss
Kinda like these pus*y mothaf*ckas, they ain't made for this
Yeah, they take the p*ss
Kinda like these pus*y mothaf*ckas, they ain't made for this

[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm smelling like funeral flowers
Fresh to death taste sweet, and then sour
Yeah this one guy thought he had powers
I put him and his skank, on the floor, like a towel
Blood gushing from his nose, he really need a towel
You know I'ma plane in the game, twin towers
I f*ck her for hours, she squirted on my T-shirt
Pillows on the floor 'cause I don’t wanna make her knees hurt (Hurt)
Yeah she say she love me, but she love mink
I’m hearing too many lies, yeah, I can’t think
She got me saying, “Bye, bye, bye” like I’m NSYNC
It’s like none of these b*tches here know how to take a hint
Yeah, they take the p*ss
Kinda like these pus*y mothaf*ckas, they ain't made for this
Yeah, they take the p*ss
Kinda like these pus*y mothaf*ckas, they ain't made for this
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