Luyện nghe bài hát Devils In The Soup

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

Now I know it's like that
But you still wanna hear that unholy
Is still gettin' by none
Pulled up a dress and a nun

The walls sweat blood from 'bout sex
As your clit wet
Your hot like fire, you
More pleasure, much more higher

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

The fire is 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 white virgin
Operatin' on like a medical surgeon
Something you to do
Who would it was you

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

out the mix and spoon, and stir it up with all you've got
The soup is hotter and hotter, runnin' all down the side of the pot
Juice is on the
I think I smell a lil' inside that soup
So what you puttin' in it? The basic four food groups

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

so hot, it burns
So stick a in it, and give a couple turns
And I thought you was a good
Never let nobody inside your

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

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

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

Masturbatin', demonstratin', good
Knowin' damn well, that what you thinkin' of
thinkin' about cumin'
For the time, you're out ya mind

You know what you doing
But it feels so good, you think screwin'
You feel tingle
As you giggle, and start to wiggle, but single

Playin' that Esham
So much love, and so much
Your run wild
Feelin' 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 one that knows
that dish
Squaggy juice, which like fish

And she to fix it
Her part is when she mix it
Virgins to have fun to
But they do
The devil's in the

The in the soup
The in the soup
The in the soup
The in the soup

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