Luyện nghe bài hát Devils In The Soup

Shit, you talkin' might have once been true
But I don't think this time your punk will do
and gentlemen here he is
The man that can party and pussy belongs to me
Let's it for Mr

Now I know like that fearin'
But you still wanna hear that spirit
Is still done by none
Pulled up a dress and a nun

The walls sweat from thinkin' 'bout sex
As your clit wet
Your hot fire, you desire
More than pleasure, more higher

Your nipples on your chest start to
The soup is gettin' hot, to feed
heaven is burnin'
As you're masturbatin', but you're yearnin'

The is gettin' very hot
As you stick your in the soup inside the pot
You begin to it
Lick your finger to it, but it's not done yet

I smell virgin
Operatin' on like a medical surgeon
Something you to do
Who would it was you

The in the soup
The devil's in the
The in the soup
The in the soup

out the mix and spoon, and stir it up with all you've got
The is gettin' hotter and hotter, runnin' all down the side of the pot
is on the covers
I think I smell a lil' tumor that soup
So what you puttin' in it? The basic fingered food groups

All alone, you feed for a minute, and meat and bones
So the devil's in soup, your panties all wet from spillin' that soup
Home made, never stored in cans, always made with
I think your to stick to the pot, that means, soup's too hot

so hot, it burns
So stick a in it, and give a couple turns
And I thought you was a good
Never let nobody inside your

So the in the soup
How'd you let the get inside your soup?
thinkin' about sex
Next thing know, you'll be wearin' a cotex

the walls come down
And the in the cupboard there too be found
committed sin
But when the devil's in the soup, it'll again

The in the soup
The in the soup
The devil's in the
The in the soup

Masturbatin', demonstratin', love
Knowin' damn well, that ain't you thinkin' of
thinkin' about cumin'
For the time, you're out ya mind

You don't know you doing
But it feels so good, you think screwin'
You feel tingle
As you giggle, and to wiggle, but still single

Playin' that Esham
So much love, and so much
Your run wild
Feelin' more a woman, and less like a child

Get ready for the
'Cuz be cumin' around the mountain
Any with the soup
'Cuz the still tastin', as she's wastin'

Soup in her
But she's the one that knows
that dish
Squaggy juice, which smells fish

And she to fix it
Her favorite part is she mix it
Virgins want to fun to
But when do
The in the soup

The in the soup
The devil's in the
The in the soup
The in the soup

Oww, oww, oww, oww
The devil's in the
The in the soup
The in the soup