
where you at (writers demo) - ayesha erotica lyrics
[intro]
uh*uh*uh*uh*uh*uh*huh
uh*uh*uh*uh*uh*uh*huh
[verse 1]
stumblin’ through the city, id’s gone (uh*huh)
gotta find a place to get my party on (uh*huh)
need cheap drinks and a place that doesn’t card (i don’t)
’cause i plan on going f*cking hard (uh)
[verse 2]
at least i have my cigarettes, but i don’t have a lighter (i don’t)
i hope no b*tches steal my look ’cause i’mma have to fight her (i will)
i tried to call ayesha but her phone is f*cking dead (sorry)
oh, whatever, i’ll try again later, i’ll call this twink instead (uh)
[pre*chorus]
i’m dirty on the dance floor, getting rowdy like xtina
i’m off three lines and a half a blunt, b*tch, you can keep the tina
i’m just tryna suck some d*ck, tryna pop my little titties
then i get a text from alex said hе’s lost in the windy city, i said
[chorus]
hey b*tch, wherе you at? (i don’t know where the f*ck i’m at)
can you hear me? am i breaking up? (i can’t hear, are you breaking up?)
get over here, let’s party (i just wanna party)
grab my purse, get a ride and i’ll meet you outside
hey, b*tch, where you at? (i don’t know where the f*ck i’m at)
can you hear me? am i breaking up? (i can’t hear, are you breaking up?)
get over here, let’s party (i just wanna party)
grab my purse, get a ride and i’ll meet you outside
[verse 3]
smells like s*x, triple x, i’m hopping clubs, one to the next
i’m loaded, gone, paid for good, pulling more d*ck than i know i should
i want the hardest wood, i’m cruisin’ trade, sippin’ on vodka lemonade
i’m gettin’ laid, alright, bikini tops, see*through, real tight
[pre*chorus]
i’m walking through boystown, but i can’t find a bottom
i see some skinny twinks out here but i don’t wanna top them
and i can’t find ayesha ’cause she’s probably sucking d*ck
b*tch, pick up your godd*mn phone, you’re gonna make me sick
[chorus]
hey b*tch, where you at? (i don’t know where the f*ck i’m at)
can you hear me? am i breaking up? (i can’t hear, are you breaking up?)
get over here, let’s party (i just wanna party)
grab my purse, get a ride and i’ll meet you outside
hey, b*tch, where you at? (i don’t know where the f*ck i’m at)
can you hear me? am i breaking up? (i can’t hear, are you breaking up?)
get over here, let’s party (i just wanna party)
grab my purse, get a ride and i’ll meet you outside
[outro]
yeah, uh*huh*uh
ayesha and alex
f*ck me ’til i die
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