Religion

[Verse 1]
My angel's most polite when I am on my knees, yeah
And I am even nicer when she asks me please
Doesn't make me pray too long
Till she's dancing on my tongue
And when she's done she shows me how she got them wings

[Chorus]
She looks just like a god, baby call me catholic
She fucks just like a god, cuff it up I'm yours
Can't find a single flaw, I think she's holographic
Keep stringing me along
I need no Religion
When you fuck it like a god

[Verse 2]
Oh Gabriel can't decide if I'm a friend or foe
(They not even together though)
And she said, "I don't think he even tries to make me curl my toes"
Think ya big and tough daddy?
That's what she's been calling me
Go wash ya balls before ya tell me what I already know
I'm homo

[Chorus]
It's because she fucks just like a god, baby call me catholic
She looks just like a god, cuff it up I'm yours
I got to pray for more, she said she's telepathic
Keep stringing me along
I need no religion
When you fuck it like a

You fuck it like a god
You fuck it like a god

[Metal instrumental]
(screams)
(cackles)

[Outro]
(She fucks just like a god)
Not to be too dramatic, miss
(She fucks just like a god)
That angel puss is galactic shit
(She fucks just like a god)
Psychopathic, pornographic, both angelic and satanic
But I gotta fucking have it
You fuck just like a god

(screams & shrieks)

(laughs) "Uh oh Gabe wants to suck my dick"