Luyện nghe bài hát Tick-Tits

Let's go

Well, you seen her tits?
When are covered in ticks
shit like that
That monks shag their wicks

Say, have you seen her
on her-tits?
Not even dog tits are better than
Unless of course they are covered in

What could be better than ticks on tits?
Except for dick-tits all up in the
And also, your mother's a
The ticks got so big, won't fit through the door

Have you seen her tits they're covered in ticks
Let's all go lick them, then pop them sticks
Tick-tits are growing, they're and grey
And once you tick-tits, you'll never go gay

Tick-tits,
Tick-tits,
I love, tick-tits,
Tick-tits, dick-slit, shit, ugh

Have you seen her
all of those ticks?
Baggy and saggy, and filled up pus
This is your mom, she hangs out us

Damn it, I me some ticks
So do the and the micks
And if you you outta
The Mexicans love a bug tick-tit

I am addicted to
And I wanna sound like a prick
So ticks, you can't see her at all
If it keeps up like this, be banned from the mall

Now let's set fire to the
as easy as flicking your Bic
The tick-titted is bursting with flame
Her are on fire, I don't know her name

Tick-tits,
Tick-tits,
I tick-tits, tick-tits
Tick-tits, dick-slit, shit, ugh

I got this job on
They me to scrape out her flap
Never guessed I'd be so
By her tick-tit-dick-slit

Just a flopping mass of skin
Oozing in her from every
Did I to mention
She's morbidly

Tick-tits, tick-tits, oh,
Please clean out gash
Tick-tits, a team is at the door
We need the cash, tick-tits

Tick-tits,
Tick-tits,
I love, tick-tits,
Tick-tits, dick-slit, shit, ugh

Her suffering is now
She found death, I
Her body, so in insects
Haven't her face for days

Her mung-encrusted hole
Became a insect bowl
Baggy and saggy, and puffy and
The talk of the town, the of the coast