Forget All That Stuff

Beats By Ai

Composición de: Sam Stillerman
Hey bro don't look at me that way while I'm here sucking on my beer
Don't bat your eyes at me and say you wish I'd suck on you that fierce
Cause I swear to God I'm straight but when you wear those litte wranglers
I get bricked up, I get anxious, I don't think I can contain this

I wanna suck my buddy's cock
I wanna give him sloppy top
I wanna throat his Jimmy Johnson
I just know it's thick and long

Stick a thomb right up his butt
And make him moan like he's my slut
But I'll just crack another cold one and forget all of that stuff
Just forget all of that stuff

Stuff like how I wanna stuff his butt and make him cum
I need to drink another beer cause boy I'm thinking way too clear
I gotta get so black out drunk
That if I get to suck his nuts or fuck his butt we won't remember
Butt I wanna feel that center

I wanna suck my buddy's cock
I wanna give him sloppy top
I wanna throat his Jimmy Johnson
I just know it's thick and long

Stick a thomb right up his butt
And make him moan like he's my slut
But I'll just crack another cold one and forget all of that stuff

I'll just forget all of that stuff
And ckack an ice cold beer
You wanna sip? Come over here
Unzip those pants and dance for me
Wait. No, we can't!
And I need some whiskey!
I gotta to run and hide from how I feel so deep iside
But if he feels just line me?
Well, shit I gess we'll have to see

I'm gonna suck my buddy's cock
I'm gonna give him sloppy top
I'm gonna throat his Jimmy Johnson
Oh it sure it's thick and long

Stick this thomb right up his butt
And now he's moaning like my slut
Yeah now we'll crack another cold one and unzip all of that stuff
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