Luyện nghe bài hát Hands on Experience

[mr.
Girls, girls, girls,
My hand I adore
Spankin on my till I can't cum no more
I'm on a five-a-day plan, then I'm switchin
Not really carin where my white lands
I'm half-asleep, you me captain kleenex
'cause I be cummin on until my dick wilts
Then I'm in the shower, and vaseline-a
Right named palmer, left wristina
Like the artifacts, I on wit the cum on
Might jerkin work, up too many skirts
I nut on puffs after I the dutch
The ten pack pocket tissue in the clutch
So put on the video
four nuts a day, and one more to go

Check check check
sir,
I have been an reader of your magazine for many years now
But up until today I haven't had an experience as really of this column
The solo jux have to repeat
I weak, felt like we were havin sex for a week
I wanna spark the bottle, wack it but I don't have a
So inevitably I pull out of the
for an example that I'm huggin up a plug wit no socket
Now how soundly she while I fume
about the fact I couldn't nut off
Pent up, blue, painful
I know that when woke disdainful
Time to up wit plan d for desparation
Pulled out the love monkey and off to the titties' location
At least in direction
Upon further inspection, she awoke splashed in the section
Shook by the goods

"think-i-think I gotta" [q-tip] and scratched*
"just beat it" "jerkin jimmy but you still can't come off" [phife]
"i thought I had it in the of my hand"
"just give me the and I'll be straight
If you don't, fuck it I'll masturbate" e]

[mr. eon] *rapping in voice*
All day I like to stroke it, I poke it
And be like ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, are you little man
Got hands on 'cause I jerk alot
Exotic creams that's what I got
And a porno collection about the size of sulton
When I purchase movies, it's usually out in
I take it home and spank it, and wipe it with a napkin
Yo I love to jerk like ? to hack
And maybe it's a must like a kitty cat's
I've been to fuck my girl than jerk off next to her
Keep it real, yo yo bob stop stop and come do your lyrics

I go wit my hand so you can call me han solo
Slap my skins, so they call me bongos
Auto-matic, for my peepee
Hit a vital nerve, her tits, curve
dry, no lotion for my hand motion
Don't cry, dry eye
Here's a towel, my hands move like bowels
I shoot extra far if a girl talks
Choke my chicken, slap my
A girl lets me watch her with her tits out I'm spankin
I'll thank her, ah check it out
I'm harder than the hardest artist can get
Kbl in the place, a sweat
Doin beats strokin off the twinkie gush
they amputate my hands I won't sweat the puss
Unless she wants to, I'll worry about gettin, the monster
So I'd rather the unwanted pregnancy
The headaches of an emotional
I live my own fantasy world where goes
the longer I go without sex
The closer bobbin my boloney comes to feelin like the real
Think about walkin barefoot on my bedroom floor
Yo mi, hit me up wit a
I'm to bed man, I'm out