Luyện nghe bài hát Devils In The Soup

Shit, you been talkin' might once been true
But I don't think this time your motherfucking will do
and gentlemen here he is
The man that can party and pussy belongs to me
hear it for Mr

Now I know it's that fearin'
But you still wanna that unholy spirit
Is gettin' done by none
up a dress and fucked a nun

The walls sweat from thinkin' 'bout sex
As your gets wet
Your hot like fire, you
than pleasure, much more higher

Your nipples on your chest start to
The is gettin' hot, time to feed
Your is burnin'
As masturbatin', but still you're yearnin'

The is gettin' very hot
As you your finger in the soup inside the pot
You begin to it
Lick your finger to taste it, but not done yet

I smell white
Operatin' on yourself like a surgeon
Something you to do
Who would it was you

The in the soup
The in the soup
The devil's in the
The in the soup

Break out the mix and spoon, and stir it up with all got
The soup is gettin' hotter and hotter, all down the side of the pot
is on the covers
I think I smell a tumor inside that soup
So what you puttin' in it? The four fingered food groups

All alone, 'cuz you feed for a minute, and meat and
So the devil's in your soup, your panties all wet from spillin' soup
Home made, stored in cans, always made with hands
I think your startin' to stick to the pot, means, soup's too hot

so hot, it burns
So a spoon in it, and give a couple turns
And I thought you was a girl
Never let inside your world

So the devil's in the
How'd you let the devil get your soup?
Been about sex
Next you'll know, you'll be wearin' a cotex

the walls come down
And the soup's in the cupboard there too be
committed sin
But when the devil's in the soup, it'll again

The in the soup
The devil's in the
The in the soup
The devil's in the

Masturbatin', demonstratin', good
damn well, that ain't what you thinkin' of
You're thinkin' cumin'
For the time, you're out ya mind

You know what you doing
But it feels so good, you think you're
You something tingle
As you giggle, and start to wiggle, but still

Playin' that Esham
So love, and so much hate
Your emotions run
more like a woman, and less like a child

Get for the fountain
'Cuz you'll be cumin' around the
Any minute with the
'Cuz the still tastin', as she's wastin'

in her clothes
But she's the only one that
that dish
Squaggy juice, which smells fish

And she to fix it
Her favorite part is she mix it
Virgins to have fun to
But when do
The in the soup

The devil's in the
The devil's in the
The devil's in the
The in the soup

Oww, oww, oww, oww
The devil's in the
The devil's in the
The in the soup