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I don't even know what fuckin' year it is

I'm jackin' off on your daddy's face
In a little bit we're both going to ejaculate
He can see stars
I can see his outer space
I get in his car, and he starts it up
And it's a race, racee
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If you say the magic words
I will use my best discretion
I will use my very best judgment
I can tell that you've been thirsty for some real loving
I can tell your hanging on my every word
On the sheathe now, daddy
Come and sit on the sword for me, yeah
This is what you wanted all along
Wanna see the young prince upon a throne
I know I look good from the floor

Now I'm gettin' really, really close daddy
You were right
You know a thing or two about me
I really like the things you're doing to me, daddy
I wouldn't mind getting closer to you, daddy
Close enough, close enough to fuck you, daddy
Do you like it?
You like it when I fuck you ,daddy
Slap it Daddy
Choke it, punch it, slap you daddy
Suck you dry, drain you all your fucking life
Make you cry
Make you leave your dying wife
Leave you high
High and dry and terrified
Wallet's empty like it always ever was
I ate your soul
I sucked your dick and drank your blood
Got you begging, "Baby, make it fucking stop"
This is all there is, it's all there ever was
You're on your knees before me
Prodigal father, son
Your house is burning down
I'm 'bout to fucking cum

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On your daddy's face
In a little bit we're both going to
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This is what you wanted all along
Wanna see the young prince
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On your daddy's face
In a little bit we're both going to
Going to, going to, going to
Going to, going to

Make you cry
Make you leave your dying wife
Leave you high
High and dry and terrified
Wallet's empty like it always ever was
I ate your soul
I sucked your dick and drank your blood
Got you begging, "Baby, make it fucking stop"
This is all there is, it's all there ever was
You're on your knees before me
Prodigal father, son
Your house is burning down
I'm 'bout to fucking cum