Eskimo Callboy — Is Anyone Up | караоке с текстом и отключением вокала

And I tell you I'm sorry, girl, it was nothing personal. Is anyone up? Is anyone up? Your pussy or boobies. And I tell you I'm sorry, girl, it was nothing personal. Is anyone up? Is anyone up? Your pussy or boobies. Well, yeah, it's something personal. I'm sorry for this. But I think you forget it's over. Not everybody can move. Your pussy tastes just as good as it should. But I can't stand you. You said that I'd be the only one. You're nothing more than a whore who loves all this. But you're nothing more. And your guns are nothing for. Fuck you and all your hardcore fucking bullshit. And I tell you I'm sorry, girl, it was nothing personal. Is anyone up? Is anyone up? Your pussy or boobies. And I tell you I'm sorry, girl, it was nothing personal. Is anyone up? Is anyone up? Your pussy or boobies. On your hands, on your knees. On your belly. Now guts everywhere. I've lost my ability to visualize tits. You said a bomb will explode if you let go. You really want me blown to smithereons. Yeah. Get the fuck up. You little motherfucking dick. With the high school sex dream. And I tell you I'm sorry, girl, it was nothing personal. Is anyone up? Is anyone up? Your pussy or boobies. And I tell you I'm sorry, girl, it was nothing personal. Is anyone up? Is anyone up? Your pussy or boobies. I've seen a lot of boobies. I've seen a lot of cunts. As long as there are hard dicks, I'll be always bang the sluts. When the engine's in, it means a lot of me. We cannot stop to stare, so put your hands up in the air.