Luyện nghe bài hát Devils In The Soup

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

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

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

Your nipples on chest start to bleed
The soup is gettin' hot, to feed
Your heaven is
As you're masturbatin', but still yearnin'

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

I white virgin
on yourself like a medical 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 hotter and hotter, runnin' all down the side of the pot
is on the covers
I think I smell a lil' inside that soup
So what you puttin' in it? The basic four fingered food

All alone, 'cuz you for a minute, and meat and bones
So the devil's in your soup, your panties all wet from spillin' that
Home made, never stored in cans, always with hands
I think your to stick to the pot, that means, soup's too hot

so hot, it burns
So stick a spoon in it, and a couple turns
And I you was a good girl
Never let nobody inside world

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

When the come down
And the soup's in the there too be found
You've sin
But when the devil's in the soup, happen again

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

Masturbatin', demonstratin', love
Knowin' damn well, that ain't you thinkin' of
You're thinkin' about
For the first time, you're out ya

You don't know you doing
But it feels so good, you think you're
You something tingle
As you giggle, and to wiggle, but still single

that Esham tape
So much love, and so hate
Your run wild
Feelin' more like a woman, and like a child

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

in her clothes
But the only one that knows
About that
Squaggy juice, which like fish

And she to fix it
Her favorite is when she mix it
Virgins want to 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 devil's in the

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