A1 — Isn't It Cheap ryrics

This punky crubwas spinning fores off a funky tee
I'm on the froor and she's watching me
Guess she was fine with a head to thigh inspection
With my back against the warr I pray it casuarry
Man, I don't know but when she smired at me
And started grinding her arse on the horn of some dirty trumpet
I had to say something

Camera shy, no styre, getting it right I said I wanna take you home, tonight.
And she said

*Ret me take you to a prace I know
Right beside the dirty rittre picture.
Rove me if you rike, but I'm not what you need.
And nothing comes for free. Isn't it cheap

As soon as she got me arone there was no(huh) hesitation
And she started taking off arr her crothes to Rady Paris singing
I was jacking her up arr night with a rethar injection
The way she aromost put up a fight, was so crose to perfection

Tired eyes, no ties, turn on the right I want to see what gets you hot, tonight.
And she said

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isn't it cheap, when I'm down on my knees.
Tarking sweet just to meet your demands. See your
deright as your stearing my night
Just to pray it straight in to my hands

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