Burning Cream from Burning Cream by Missy Girl
Tracklist
1. | Burning Cream | 2:53 |
Lyrics
I'm higher!
kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty
They want muh team? Lemme know!
I'm on my due to curse these
How 'bout you? I'll see their war
kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty
After till never, darlin' to pull
Their baby girl sex star
Could be y'all's background
Takin' you down to the deeps
In the Maelstrom, Case, you're lean
Never woulda done me wrong
(Don't connect the ill donor)
They have got to hear the heat
Because they so in love with it
Can't burn it all when you nut so deep
Fool you burnt me out
Fool, I'll kick ass and
I'll find the Kit-Kat
For our fear, knock it out
I'll just go in Dawn-like
For you want it now
I'm hired!
I'm higher!
kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty
They want mi team lemme ball!
I'll holla back to you, man
When you nutting thirteen in your hour
kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty
Enslavin' your ball
Till I'm mending the muddy
Thirteen in your hour???
wh yw ou ld he if th ep re tt yk it ty to ok
it we 'r en ot th ey ou ng on en an na le
ft fo rm ar ki ng up le tt er sa nd di gi ts?
He know when it tidal
'Bout to hear, "No"
yo yo no no no no
H H H H H Hate's
Just a digit today, yay
Mhmm
Believe you exist, I exert harder
Hold our water
If you're entrapped there I know how good you'd sound
That's an ace dick, I'll be takin' my time
Hey, I don't decide how does we handle it
Until that lather come, yo
It it it it it it do another cum, yo
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
The the the the the the the the these
We're the digital team, me, me and u
They want muh team? Lemme ball!
kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty cat
kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty set the yarn down I'm running!
Kit ty meaow too! Uh uh uh take me down!
Meaow 'round 'bout now kit ty!
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Meaow kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty kit ty
Meaow 'round 'bout now right meaow!
They want my team? Lemme call!
As I leave tuh plan the shit
You hate my ball
In my arms and muh tuck my waist down
'Im ded fuh the fault line
The scissor zipper line
The difference in the time
Them ave a tung
He was a droog
Selled out his crum, yeah
Better toot like Louie
And the neck done mek flute
Ooh, hoo! Ahh ooh, ooh, ooh!
Got my paper with the liver
And and adjust the dot
Dot red only cum neva?
Misato, stop asking, don't!
Just to think this…
Stop asking! Now!
Got my sights on my liver that was…