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