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Boyfriend - Like My Hand Did - Painless Instrumental Remix lyrics

Artist: Boyfriend

album: Like My Hand Did


(Bitch)
Pulled up to a Pizza Hut next to a barking mutt
I said "Shut up faggot or your guts will be a bargain brunch"
I need a bitch to punch and then a dirty ditch to dump her in
These flirty witches ain't my friends and I will not make amends
I need a Facebook slut, a Kappa Kappa cunt
Tie her up and fuck her butt so long
She'll trade her thong in for Depends
Wolf style stab her goddamn esophagus
Cut her up like Kanye put her cunt in a sarcophagus
I think there's been an avalanche
So much blow on top of us
Heart's racing from this angel dust
Vicodin ain't stopping us
Charms like Dracula's, blood in a vial
And yeah my vag is fertile like the valley o' Nile
Egyptian sin my ship is in, Cleopatra has landed
Don't you wish you coulda made me cum like my hand did?
Cum like my hand
C-C-Cum like my hand did
All because you didn't make me
Cum like my hand did
Cum like my hand
C-C-Cum like my hand did
All because you didn't make me
Cum like my hand did
Like sand through an hour glass slide your finger down my ass
Swipe it like a credit card and ask for 50 cash back
Give me a heart attack feel it pumping in my rack
Coke, like a fast track speeding in a hatchback
Howling like a wolf pack dreams in your knapsack
Go to sleep and dream of my coochie
Little do you know that I slipped you a roofie
Wake without your wallet, you'll be feeling goofy
And I'll haunt your ass forever cause I'm sexy and spooky
I'll melt your ass, turn your poop to diarrhea
I'm more than a woman, haunt you like Aaliyah
Romeo must die, you heard the commandment
All because you didn't make me cum like my hand did
Cum like my hand
C-C-Cum like my hand did
All because you didn't make me
Cum like my hand did
Cum like my hand
C-C-Cum like my hand did
All because you didn't make me
Cum like my hand did
Surprise you're on cameras, candid
Post this shit on YouTube, get famous, get branded
My standards are stranded on Island Records Def Jam
Even deaf folks love to listen to my jams
Peeps eat me up like a heaped plate of sweet yams
Bet he hates himself for that early skeet skeet scam
So many ways to dress: actor of parts
But love don't get me stressed 'cause I'm the master of hearts
I know that I'm the best, got a bachelor of arts
You think that I'm impressed that you're a bachelor who farts?
Playing darts, Wal-Mart's your favorite place to shop
D-D-Dropped off by the pops plop down on your sofa
Pop tops on Xbox paying cops playing soldier
Only tart you'll ever pop pops out of a toaster
You're so naïve like Adam and Eve
Like "I'll get just what I want as long as I say please"
Like you can get with a cunt with that JNCO steeze
Well winds of change a-coming, can you feel that breeze?
Whipping window curtains bending bushes and trees
Wishing you weren't hurting but it's too late to freeze
Time goes back track b-black hole expanded
All because you didn't make me cum like my hand did
Cum like my hand
C-C-Cum like my hand did
All because you didn't make me
Cum like my hand did
You're a loser, mother-fucking loser
Like a little Trekkie trying to hit on stormtrooper
Beam me up Scottie I'm hottie with a body
Taking off in space Ferrari to the Death Star party
I've landed
Don't you wish you coulda make me cum like my hand did?
Like my hand did, like my, like my hand did
All because you couldn't make me cum like my hand did

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