High fidelity – track 1: blame my ex
High fidelity – track 1: blame my ex
Words are lost too
I want performance, not excuses
Special treatment for special privileges
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
You had my food, now you have me
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Your holes want it
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
So you never had real pussy before?
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once