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CupcakKe – Whoregasm lyrics
[Intro]
It's raining baby
Forget that, forget but
Forget everything that seems real, just trust
[Verse 1]
Pregnancy test down my throat
That's where I carry your child (ugh)
You could grab it from the back (ugh)
Like we in that ice cream aisle (mmm)
Make this pussy call your name (yeah)
Try to use your fingers to dial (ugh)
Strokes better stretch out my hole
Like we making mosh pits in the crowd (ugh)
I'm 'bout to ride, ride it like NASCAR
Enjoy the ride then rate the pussy five stars
Dummy boy but with the head he act smart
Only fucking white men for black cards (yeah)
Never have I ever came across a nigga that I might fuck around and can't please (no)
My head game so damn cold that the head of his dick really caught a brain freeze
[Chorus]
Whore, gasm (ugh)
Whore, gasm (yes)
Whore, gasm (mmm)
Whore, gasm
[Verse 2]
Don't be shy babe
You ain't gon' die baby (uh-uh)
I'm a Nicki fan, that's why the pussy look like Pink Friday (uh-huh)
Do some shit that you can't believe (mhm)
This pussy bald like Jermaine Dupri
Up in bed ain't no tamin' me
No pain pill but once I fuck I leave
Supper, Thanksgiving dick come stuff her (ugh)
Rubber, niggas be burnin' no Usher
You gotta hit on it like you the rushes (ow)
Pussy deeper than poetic justice (yeah)
Afterwards I better need crutches
I drink the cum out that condom no flush it
[Chorus]
Whore, gasm (ah)
Whore, gasm (fuck)
Whore (yes), gasm (ugh)
Whore (yeah), gasm
[Interlude: CupcakKe & Producer]
Oh shit
Damn that dick I'm 'bout to faint
This nigga dick print standin' out like the forehead on Tyra Banks (don't you love this dick bitch?)
Ain't stoppin' til you scream my name
Afterwards I'm 'bout to clean this pussy harder than Naomi on a plane
[Verse 3: CupcakKe & Producer]
Daddy come here let me finish you (come here)
Twat squeeze the cum out like lemon juice (yeah)
Better come through with your swimming suit (ooh)
Switching hoes like lacing tennis shoes (ugh)
Cum in me, please cum in me
Your kids in me from other nights said they really need company (ugh)
Punish me (shut yo' ass up), please punish me (spank me daddy)
Never buy me flowers every night, plant your seed in me abundantly
Money me, please money me
I'm filing taxes on the kids I swallow, now the courts tryna summon me
[Chorus]
Whore, gasm
Whore, gasm
Whore, gasm
Whore, gasm
It's raining baby
Forget that, forget but
Forget everything that seems real, just trust
[Verse 1]
Pregnancy test down my throat
That's where I carry your child (ugh)
You could grab it from the back (ugh)
Like we in that ice cream aisle (mmm)
Make this pussy call your name (yeah)
Try to use your fingers to dial (ugh)
Strokes better stretch out my hole
Like we making mosh pits in the crowd (ugh)
I'm 'bout to ride, ride it like NASCAR
Enjoy the ride then rate the pussy five stars
Dummy boy but with the head he act smart
Only fucking white men for black cards (yeah)
Never have I ever came across a nigga that I might fuck around and can't please (no)
My head game so damn cold that the head of his dick really caught a brain freeze
[Chorus]
Whore, gasm (ugh)
Whore, gasm (yes)
Whore, gasm (mmm)
Whore, gasm
[Verse 2]
Don't be shy babe
You ain't gon' die baby (uh-uh)
I'm a Nicki fan, that's why the pussy look like Pink Friday (uh-huh)
Do some shit that you can't believe (mhm)
This pussy bald like Jermaine Dupri
Up in bed ain't no tamin' me
No pain pill but once I fuck I leave
Supper, Thanksgiving dick come stuff her (ugh)
Rubber, niggas be burnin' no Usher
You gotta hit on it like you the rushes (ow)
Pussy deeper than poetic justice (yeah)
Afterwards I better need crutches
I drink the cum out that condom no flush it
[Chorus]
Whore, gasm (ah)
Whore, gasm (fuck)
Whore (yes), gasm (ugh)
Whore (yeah), gasm
[Interlude: CupcakKe & Producer]
Oh shit
Damn that dick I'm 'bout to faint
This nigga dick print standin' out like the forehead on Tyra Banks (don't you love this dick bitch?)
Ain't stoppin' til you scream my name
Afterwards I'm 'bout to clean this pussy harder than Naomi on a plane
[Verse 3: CupcakKe & Producer]
Daddy come here let me finish you (come here)
Twat squeeze the cum out like lemon juice (yeah)
Better come through with your swimming suit (ooh)
Switching hoes like lacing tennis shoes (ugh)
Cum in me, please cum in me
Your kids in me from other nights said they really need company (ugh)
Punish me (shut yo' ass up), please punish me (spank me daddy)
Never buy me flowers every night, plant your seed in me abundantly
Money me, please money me
I'm filing taxes on the kids I swallow, now the courts tryna summon me
[Chorus]
Whore, gasm
Whore, gasm
Whore, gasm
Whore, gasm
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