Oranges
• Written by Gilly
I eat pussy like their oranges
But that's only if she gorgeous
And I love my women foreign
Like the cars outside my door then
Hop in one and now we rollin
Pick up a Czehck whore and
Pay the whore like four cents
To fuck me in the open
Afterwards were goin bowlin
With three penny's and a movie token
I could get your bitch to stroke it
You caught us so I folded
I left and took a stroll then
Felt something near heartbroken
Realized I was just lonely
And traveled to a strip show and
Toss dollars till I'm broke then
Get thrown out the show when
My dick bust on a hoe and
I cry and start the mopin'
Despite this I'm still golden
Cause Gilly believes in hope and
For the hungry, yes I've stolen
This lyrical bag of oranges
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Gilly
Member since April 4 2014