Luyện nghe bài hát Hands on Experience

[mr.
Girls, girls, girls,
My right I adore
Spankin on my till I can't cum no more
I'm on a five-a-day plan, I'm switchin hands
Not really carin where my white lands
I'm half-asleep, you me captain kleenex
'cause I be cummin on 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
Might work, lookin up too many skirts
I nut on puffs after I the dutch
The ten pack pocket comes in the clutch
So put on the kristy-kenya
That's four a day, and one more to go

Check check check
sir,
I have an avid reader of your magazine for many years now
But up until today I had an experience as really worthy of this column
The jux avidly have to repeat
I felt weak, like we were havin sex for a week
I spark the bottle, wack it but I don't have a sheet
So I pull out of the pocket
Just for an that I'm huggin up a plug wit no socket
Now how soundly she slept I fume
Vexed about the I couldn't nut off
Pent up, blue, painful
I know that woke she's disdainful
Time to come up wit plan d for
Pulled out the monkey and shot off to the titties' location
At least in that
Upon inspection, she awoke splashed in the head section
Shook by the goblety

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

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

I go solo wit my so you can call me han solo
my skins, so they call me bobby bongos
Auto-matic, for my peepee
Hit a vital nerve, lick her tits,
Jergens dry, no lotion for my motion
cry, dry your eye
Here's a towel, my hands like constipated bowels
I shoot extra far if a girl foul
Choke my chicken, my wanker
A girl lets me watch her with her tits out while I'm
Then I'll thank her, ah it out
I'm harder the hardest artist hard can get
Kbl in the place, workin a
Doin beats off until the twinkie gush
they amputate my hands I won't sweat the puss
Unless she to, then I'll worry about gettin, the monster
So I'd avoid the unwanted pregnancy
The headaches of an attachment
I my own fantasy world where anything goes
Besides the longer I go sex
The closer bobbin my comes to feelin like the real thing
Think about walkin barefoot on my bedroom floor
Yo mi, hit me up wit a
I'm to bed man, I'm out