Testo MOOR - Zebra Katz

MOOR

Windows tinted, Honda Civic
I’m so livid, know ya did it
Fucked around and got caught in it
Just admit it, oh, so wicked
Break my heart, say you didn’t
Got that good shit, don’t be timid
Go on, stick it, poke it, lick it
Like them soldiers, got no limit
Wanna ride me? Buy a ticket
Oh, so vicious, wicked, twisted
Come and get it, it’s delicious
Fuckin' with me, ya addiction
I love all ya contradictions
Say you do but mean you didn’t
Own it, squeeze it, get back in it
Shoot your shot or you’ll regret it
Rub it till it’s sore
I can’t feel it anymore
Lights on, wax off, nice and gentle, make it purr
Hear me roar, now the kitty want more
Can you feel it in your core?
Is it me or is it her? Tell me, tell me
Does he fuck you on the floor?
Hardcore, give it, give it to me more
What you, what you waitin' for?
Lights off, go to war
Hear me knockin' at your door
Sega, Sega, Salvador (Hmm?)
Eat it, eat it, carnivore
I know you’ll be back for more, yeah, baby
I know you’ll be back for more
Oh, so wonderful and lovely, you don’t really fuckin' love me
Feed me lines and all your fuckery
Never quit it with the buggery, on that hood shit
Need that thuggery, love it when a ***** hug me
Triple 7s, I’m so lucky, please don’t test me, ain’t no dummy
Bust through me like a torpedo
High-speed penetratin', be low, sudden danger
Love thy stranger, fuck me, I’m an entertainer
Forehead sweatin', drops keep drippin'
Champagne sippin', life I’m livin'
They keep wonderin' who I’m dickin'
I just tell 'em mind they business
(None of my business, it’s none of my business)