Butterick's Printed Patterns
I have a thing for
Brown tan eyes
I'm loved and I'm paid for
By all these guys
When he touches me
I'm the whole damn sky
I cry through wooden splinters
Johnny why
My daddy's impatient
My daddy is rich
He's touching my body
And he's making me sick
If he doesn't love me
It's on me
I'm drowning in cocaine
But he's fucking me good
He's telling me lies
And I'm understood
His hand is a necklace
And it's on me
Pause to just check your phone
His wife is screaming loudly
Please come home
My daddy's complacent
My daddy's a bitch
He's fucking my mind up
Every touch, every inch
Directin his lights
Right onto me
I'm drowning in cocaine
But he's fucking me good
Touching my body
In the back, on the hood
He doesn't want me
He's all I need
Stay with your wife like a father should. I'm a truther, he's a liar, but he's fucking me good.
Your no homo doesn't matter when you kiss it on the tatters of Butterick's Printed Pattern
My daddy's impatient
My daddy is rich
He's touching my body
And he's making me sick
If he doesn't love me, it's on me
Brown tan eyes
I'm loved and I'm paid for
By all these guys
When he touches me
I'm the whole damn sky
I cry through wooden splinters
Johnny why
My daddy's impatient
My daddy is rich
He's touching my body
And he's making me sick
If he doesn't love me
It's on me
I'm drowning in cocaine
But he's fucking me good
He's telling me lies
And I'm understood
His hand is a necklace
And it's on me
Pause to just check your phone
His wife is screaming loudly
Please come home
My daddy's complacent
My daddy's a bitch
He's fucking my mind up
Every touch, every inch
Directin his lights
Right onto me
I'm drowning in cocaine
But he's fucking me good
Touching my body
In the back, on the hood
He doesn't want me
He's all I need
Stay with your wife like a father should. I'm a truther, he's a liar, but he's fucking me good.
Your no homo doesn't matter when you kiss it on the tatters of Butterick's Printed Pattern
My daddy's impatient
My daddy is rich
He's touching my body
And he's making me sick
If he doesn't love me, it's on me
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Writer(s): Jayden Brown
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