KTS

Bitches be on our papers
Ditching bitches we came with
So many bitches to choose from
Think my bitch alarm needs gauges
Running through the train
While they playing the game
I'm usually nice
And I don't say this
But tonight I'm feeling audacious (ha)
Can I get a better ass twerking
Leaving a bitch on her birthday
These sluts show up and they won't shut up
So we slappin' 'em up with our winkies
We popping off when the bottles pop
Only sleep with the girls that are model hot
And as soon as the deed is said and done
I'm a call a cab and the bitch be gone

Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss
Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss
Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss
Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss
Everybody get fucked

Kiss, Touch, Sex, Sex, Sex
Just get fucked
Kiss, Touch, Sex, Sex, Sex

Leave, Leave, Leave, Leave
(Haha)

One shot, two shot, three shots gone
Fourth to the fifth shot bitch we done
I can see that your looks do please
But me needs you, me, plus one
That makes three
Just drop to yo knees
If you ain't got an ass
And a cup full of mass
I'm a pass that
'Cause I wanna smack and tap that
Ass from the back and pat both sides of the crack (ha)
Tryna' get a girl with a few friends
You tryna' get a girl with a new Benz
You think your cash gonna get you ass
You gameless fuck
I'm Cupid
Three steps to the game I'll prove it
This part goes out to the clueless
First kiss, then touch, and follows sex
Then kick her out goodbye

Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss
Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss
Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss
Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss
Everybody get fucked

Kiss, Touch, Sex, Sex, Sex
Just get fucked
Kiss, Touch, Sex, Sex, Sex



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