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Gypsyhook

Sonny Moore

Just another gypsyhook
Choking on that dick you rode
And it's taken his, in which I abode
Where I slit the morse of my mothers throat
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Oh no

Most of us can merge in the back of the seat
The last and go into my back straight gets me clean
Well I heard the bird atop your head
Slumming monk had cut my bed
(Slumming monk had cut my bed, rotten to me)

Rotten to me, rotten to me
Nanananana nanananana
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Nanananana nanananana
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Nanananana nanananana
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Nanananana nanananana
Oh woahh...
Rotten to me
Rotten to me
Rot-ten to...

Just another gypsy hook
Choking on that dick you throat
In a kiddies world, parked in the back
Smoke on the brokeback we rode
Move to the front of me, move to the back of me
Bitch, shine my mirror mode
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Oh no

Songs we sway goes to reminisce my face bottles thrown
And she nails your dick tic tac, hoes
Either we will or you won't stop, wait
And you wait for the sake of all hearts, they wither, we shake
Your face is raising while between your legs
Our faces, and we close

Rotten to me, rotten to me
Nanananana nanananana
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Nanananana nanananana
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Nanananana nanananana
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Nanananana nanananana
Ohhhh...
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Yeah...
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Ohhhh...
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Woah...
Rotten to me, rotten to me

Just another gypsyhook
Trippin' on that dick you rode
But it's taken his, in which I abode
Where I slit the morse of my mothers throat
Rotten to m-m-m-me, oh no

Either we will or we won't stop, wait
And you wait for the sake of all hearts, they wither and shake
Your face is raising while between your legs
Our faces and we
Faces and we close
(Where I slit the morse of my mothers throat
Rotten to m-m-m-me)

Rotten to me, rotten to me
Nanananana nanananana
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Nanananana nanananana
Rotten to me, rotten to me
(Well I heard the bird atop your head
Slumming monk had cut my bed)
Nanananana nanananana
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Nanananana nanananana
Oh woahh...
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Yeah...
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Ohhh...
Rotten to me, rotten to me
Woah...
Rotten to me, rotten to me

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