Luyện nghe bài hát Hands on Experience

[mr.
Girls, girls, girls,
My right hand I
Spankin on my sheets I can't cum no more
I'm on a five-a-day plan, then I'm hands
Not carin where my sticky white lands
I'm half-asleep, you me captain kleenex
'cause I be on quilts until my dick wilts
Then I'm in the shower, jergens and
Right named palmer, left wristina
Like the artifacts, I on wit the cum on
jerkin work, lookin up too many skirts
I nut on after I huff the dutch
The ten pack pocket comes in the clutch
So put on the video
four nuts a day, and one more to go

Check check check
sir,
I been an avid reader of your magazine for many years now
But up until today I haven't had an experience as really worthy of column
The solo jux avidly to repeat
I felt weak, felt like we were sex for a week
I wanna spark the bottle, wack it but I don't have a
So inevitably I pull out of the
Just for an example that I'm up a plug wit no socket
Now how she slept while I fume
Vexed about the fact I nut off
Pent up, balls blue,
I know when woke she's disdainful
Time to come up wit d for desparation
Pulled out the love monkey and shot off to the location
At in that direction
Upon further inspection, she awoke in the head section
by the goblety goods

"think-i-think I gotta" *cut and scratched*
"just beat it" "jerkin jimmy but you still can't come off" [phife]
"i I had it in the palm of my hand"
"just me the pussy and I'll be straight
If you don't, fuck it I'll masturbate" e]

[mr. eon] in kiddy voice*
All day I like to stroke it, then I it
And be like ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, are you little man
Got hands on experience 'cause I jerk
Exotic hand that's what I got
And a porno collection about the size of sulton
When I purchase movies, it's usually out in
Then I take it home and spank it, and wipe it a napkin
Yo I love to jerk like ? to hack
And it's a must like a kitty cat's purr
I've known to fuck my girl than jerk off next to her
Keep it real, yo yo bob stop stop jerkin and come do lyrics

I go wit my hand so you can call me han solo
Slap my skins, so they me bobby bongos
Auto-matic, for my peepee
Hit a vital nerve, her tits, curve
dry, no lotion for my hand motion
Don't cry, dry eye
Here's a towel, my hands move like bowels
I shoot extra far if a girl talks
my chicken, slap my wanker
A girl me watch her with her tits out while I'm spankin
Then thank her, ah check it out
I'm than the hardest artist hard can get
Kbl in the place, a sweat
beats strokin off until the twinkie gush
Until they my hands I won't sweat the puss
Unless she wants to, then worry about gettin, the monster
So I'd rather the unwanted pregnancy
The of an emotional attachment
I live my own fantasy world where anything
the longer I go without sex
The closer bobbin my boloney comes to feelin like the real
Think twice about walkin on my bedroom floor
Yo mi, hit me up wit a
I'm to bed man, I'm out