i came here to tell you my loinz have been shakin'

my hips are gyratin', my hitachi's vibratin'

when i think about steaksauce from shoulders to fingers

leave it on till it lingers like top 40 pop singers

lick some beans off my thigh, i'll shoot my load in your eye

you should savor the taste of my sweet poonanny pie

i carry it around with me in a bag that says versace

along with my hitachi and some soy or teriyaki

need some salt with that thing! a cock with no custard

like ketchup with no mustard (tight assholes make me flustered!)

bitches shittin' ma dickin' ma hittin' and bewitchin' ma

don't need a phd to know that you've been forfeitin' ma

i need a ass with these fries...and some big-ass lips would be nice!!!!



Photo: Danielle Jackson

heartattack

heartattack



i had a dream last night that i tried to take a bite

of 40 steaks lined up in a tantalizing line

i woke up in a cold sweat, my silk sheets were soakin' wet

thought about goin' to sleep, but then my pussy i pet!

with raging thoughts of burger pattties, burger fucking leather daddies

smoking fatties ratty catties thigh spreading apparati

my voice crax when i see greasy hands approaching me

i sniff your fingers one by one to find out what seasoning

you been lickin' off yo plate before tryna pop this coochie

musical youth passin' the dutchie, your palms cold like toffuti cutie

thank you baby, for suckin' me off my fucking cunt is your trough

now shut up , turn your head and cough

i love the way you treat me, now chew swallow and eat me



heartattack

heartattack

i'm cookin' crack on the stove to knock out my frontal lobe

and get my mind off the perversion that's makin' my eyes