(Verse One)

Put my hand around a chicken's neck

And called it masturbation

When I swallow every drop of cum

He's standing in ovation

Gimme feedback like audio books

That dirty talk narration

Feel something salty on my cheeks

Like we're on a beach vacation

His eyes are at his feet

Can't look at girls without permission

Said he wanted three way sex

Until he hit thirty positions

Not a single bitch can measure up

But, glad she has ambitions

Cuz of me, his exes dead to him

You'd think I'm a mortician

(Chorus)

I'm in such high demand

Put my pussy on pre order

He keeps all my dirty panties

And he ended up on hoarders

Thе first to cum inside it

Can go to the highest biddеr

And he might get the prize

But I'll always be the winner

(Verse Two)

Got the Trump supporters in my DM's

And they're bending over

Say they wanna ride me north to south

These bears they want that polar

They'll have to chase another

Go head cry, get you that closure

Soon my doctor's carving on my crotch

Like pumpkins in October

I don't think the world is ready

For the power of my pussy

I can make the sweetest simp

Out of the meanest of the bullies

I love it when he begs for it

But, don't let him get pushy

Male friends who didn't look twice

Are now drooling at my tooshy

(Chorus)

SRS in September

Put this pussy on pre order

I'm in such high demand

I raised the price, you can't afford her

He put me in his spank bank

So I'm richer in this quarter

He can't get me off his mind

Scared he has some new disorder

(Bridge)

He said he's out of college

Studied my curves, now he's flunking

Doing donuts round my finger

And I still won't let him dunk in

But, my Sunday's looking open

And I'm bored so my chest sunk in

I let him bring the cameras in

But I told him I won't punk him

He said I smelled like candy

When I'm licking on his lolly

Suck it from eight different angles

Make him red but he won't stop me

Told his girl they don't have me at home

He better eat it sloppy

Now, he's doing time for homicide

The way he wrecked my body

(Outro)

You may think I'm all talk

But I'll leave you with this

I got men from six years ago

Telling me they miss these lips

They're begging me for more

My oral's like a drug

He'd go to hell and back

To feel his penis on my tongue