Luyện nghe bài hát Devils In The Soup

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Break out the mix and spoon, and stir it up all you've got
The soup is gettin' hotter and hotter, all down the side of the pot
Juice is on the
I I smell a lil' tumor 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 all wet from spillin' that soup
Home made, never stored in cans, made 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 thought you was a girl
Never let inside your world

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

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

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

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

You don't know what you
But it so good, you think you're screwin'
You feel something
As you giggle, and to wiggle, but still single

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

Get ready for the
'Cuz you'll be cumin' around the
Any with the soup
the devil's still tastin', as she's wastin'

Soup in her
But she's the only one 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 they do
The devil's in the

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

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