Artist: Cunninlynguists Album: A Piece of Strange Song: Beautiful Girl
[Verse 2: Deacon] Yeah, spread them legs jane, I need a head change Coochie hairs flame colored, sweet lil red thangs She riddles every area of my brain with deep tickles Mary, married her, carries my pain? nope An angel came to me one night chillin Said "I won't change you, just tame who's within that Villian" I said "cool, lets lay up with the stars for a minute" Next I know we break up roaches from cigars We done finished Jane doing things that made me search my soul I's a young one, she's an old freak that cuts slow Leave her? Right now you got a hellafied no I guess I needs her, that double edged ledge cuts throats I love the please-her, or pleasure, whatever call it liesure You call her a crutch, y'all hush, I call her 'Retha Undressin her, loving the resin upon fingertips Its over when I roll me a Fat Lady Now sing it bitch
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