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men on visas - digbar & jake hole lyrics

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verse 1
i can hit it if you want it
i can hit it from the back
big man, show me where the meat is
i can fly you out, i can get you on a visa
put it on my card, pin this d*ld* on my visa

he heard about my head ’bout word of mouth * ayy
my sucking get a man like wow*okay
yeah, he took a detour down south * ayy
by that, i mean he ’bout to eat me out * ayy

verse 2
i go brazy when i’m in it
eyes roll deep back in the stall
i can hear his pants unzippin’
on facetime to show me his b*lls * woah
slip it in my cake, then he switched to my pie*hole
swear he must be a stripper, the way he gеtting down on my pole

l!ck in my box, tryna put a stick in my box
give a man a kiss, no socks
got a man bricked on rock
suck to thе jaw get like
it don’t stop no pants no tie
prison food, i give man slop
spitting is quitting. i drink each drop
i arch my back till my spine goes pop
pretend to be straight on the podcast
he fishing my cake, broadcast
car bad, s*x with a chick
hard pass, nah man
i need a dude to be sending me nudes
jerk him too hard, need an arm cast
go in a bush, i’m not shaving the p*b*s
when i get in his b*tt, i won’t last

chorus
i can hit it if you want it
i can hit it from the back
big man, show me where the meat is
i can fly you out, i can get you on a visa
put it on my card, pin this d*ld* on my visa

he heard about my head ’bout word of mouth * ayy
my sucking get a man like wow*okay
yeah, he took a detour down south * ayy
by that, i mean he ’bout to eat me out * ayy

verse 3
that little n—** come eat it
booty gang undefeated
we are not finished n—* why are you leaving?
booty too bland had to hit it with season
i probably f*ck a n—* for no reason
he “6,8 he be hooping that duke
i’m deep in his cake till he p**p or he puke
he told me i ate and i’m due for the scoop
i’ll dunk my b*lls in if he throws me the hoop
this ain’t a joke, do you hear me giggling?
do the big black booty i’m fiddling
do you see my b*ttcheeks jiggling?
do you see my tough meat wiggling?
me and my homies we cuddle
talk about b*tts when i say blowing bubbles
like football all my n—** we huddle
i don’t want one cheek, i want double

uh * now he is in trouble
dig my booty out his p*n*s to shovel
sorting through him like i’m doing a puzzle
then i stick my meat right up in his muzzle
just like tic*tac*toe, h*lla x and o’s
i love like when i have s*x with bros
i f*ck him, he turn to a vegetable
i f*ck him, he turn to a vegetable * digbar

chorus (reprise)
i can hit it if you want it
i can hit it from the back
big man, show me where the meat is
i can fly you out, i can get you on a visa
put it on my card, pin this d*ld* on my visa

he heard about my head ’bout word of mouth * ayy
my sucking get a man like wow*okay
yeah, he took a detour down south * ayy
by that, i mean he ’bout to eat me out * ayy
outro
gimmie your meat (x3)
ayy, he make it clap, he make it slap * mhm
ay * he makes it clap, he makes it slap * ay ay

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