Lucy Camp - Breed - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1: Lucy Camp] It severed me severely, but not enough to censor A centerpiece sincerely I monogamous obsessed her Cut through infidelity like profitless professors who give anything to stop and pop esophagus aggressors I'm a consequence of pleasure, hypothesis endeavor For you to ever leave would take approximate to never It's a bottomless compressor, she's bottomless you press her For her to take the heat would make apologists possess her I want a non-oppressor, two losses, I saw the center Two talkative top assessors who walked in to drop success as a mock of a non too measured You watch as I knock the treasure Soon chalk will be rock and taught in every block and clock in letters Zoologist, possibly Quantity over quality I made my decision bring the monster the atrocity The father for the prophecy, we can sit and watch the wad of stupidity bubble up and I just wanna watch you [Hook: Lucy Camp] Breed, like the Annie Mal you are Not once did I think I would beg you to not sing Breed, like the Annie Mal you are And if I don't do this thing what will be of your offspring? Breed, such a stock in the strain when you're lost in the game and you can't figure out why she breed Can't figure out why she breed (Annie Mal Act x2) [Verse 2: Lucy Camp] You can be and breed together, an embarrassment Amusing how I hold the gloves but I was your experiment Does it feel good? When you know that you don't care a bit Scaring him with the glare of a daring staring to swear at him And she swears that there was rare in him, rarity Comparing me to the comparison of an apparent parody Pairing me with the parents of a petty polarity Plenty poke clarity and I would've done and I would've spoke just about anything To be, on your side Now I'm, on your side And your skin it divides so splenic for the victor And pathetic for the stricter Bitch you bet it, I predict her Had to have an autopsy so photogenic for the picture Studies show that when a cut, cuts deeper I can't be caught with a cub or cunt either Get your cup, fill it up, fill it with blood and dump its liter Cuz I'm so done been done with a breeder You can [Hook: Lucy Camp] Breed, like the Annie Mal you are Not once did I think I would beg you to not sing Breed, like the Annie Mal you are And if I don't do this thing what will be of your offspring? Breed, such a stock in the strain when you're lost in the game and you can't figure out why she breed Can't figure out why she breed (Annie Mal Act x2)
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