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deepthroat (cover) - nikisha moronica lyrics

[chorus]

he was fine ’til i hit him with that deep throat
closed eyes ’til i hit him with that deep throat
no chill when i hit him with that deep throat
now your boy mine ’cause i hit him with that deep throat
he was fine ’til i hit him with that deep throat
closed eyes ’til i hit him with that deep throat
no chill when i hit him with that deep throat
now your boy mine ’cause i hit him with that deep throat

[verse 1]

yeah, he thought he could relax when i slurped it up
he thought i’d take a couple inches and burp it up
no chill, swallow all the way all day
straight from the top, man, f*ck the foreplay
i’m a southern belle, can’t ya tell?
give a b*tch one look and his d*ck will swell
i’m fresh meat
have two seats if you think your head game is better than me

[pre*chorus]

’cause i whomp on a b*tch, whomp on a b*tch, yeah
when he cum, he cumming on top, b*tch, yeah
cute little throat, i’m petite but thick
i’m niki and i’ll never turn down your d*ck
if you c*ck block, b*tch, then i’m sn*tching wigs
sorry, can’t take your call ’cause i’m catching kids
i’ma beat that d*ck with a kitten on fleek
pull your pants down, boy, don’t speak

[chorus]
he was fine ’til i hit him with that deep throat
closed eyes ’til i hit him with that deep throat
no chill when i hit him with that deep throat
now your boy mine ’cause i hit him with that deep throat
he was fine ’til i hit him with that deep throat
closed eyes ’til i hit him with that deep throat
no chill when i hit him with that deep throat
now your boy mine ’cause i hit him with that deep throat

[verse 2]

i deep throat his d*ck, in high heel tens
he was driving his car with the 40 inch rims
it looks like an avalanche
but it’s really a benz
mhh, yeah
he went from fabio to jack has p*rn
when i put my lips around his californian buckth*rn
no one was around and he was watching p*rn

[pre*chorus]

then i said put your fingers in my b*tt (b*tt)
call me names you dirty sl*t (sl*t)
pull my thong aside, and put two fingers right inside my
c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt
c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt
c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt c*nt
what?
oh my god

[chorus]

[verse 3]

it’s called a bl*wj*b, ‘cause i’m charging cash
back & forth on the d*ck, i’m givin’ it whiplash
leavin’ so many marks across the d*ck
they look like badges on a fireside girl’s sash
first you start from the top, to all the way below
put in some effort, give that b*tch a show
you can’t just give it a lil’ l!ck, and expect the d*ck to blow

[pre*chorus/outro]

you gotta deep*deep*deep*deep*deep*deepthroat
so much spit on the d*ck, it’ll make you choke
you gotta deep*deep*deep*deep*deep*deepthroat
make him squeal so loud he hittin’ ari highnotes
you better deep*deep*deep*deep*deep*deepthroat
all around the d*ck base, now it’s got a moat
yeah, deep*deep*deep*deep*deep*deepthroat
boy shut up, and take off all your clothes

- nikisha moronica lyrics

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