We Are The Boyfriend Stealers

(album: Talk Shit Get Kissed - 2018)

Give me a hickey with your butthole

I've got no time to spare
It's dick-o-clock somewhere

You know I hide inside the alleys
Hidden from the public that surrounds me
Where the air is putrid and the fog is thick
It's where your boyfriend finally gave me the dick

You probably cry because he's never around
You check your phone but that bitch can't be found
I'm never gonna settle for anything less
He always blew his load all over my chest

I won't change the way that I am
All I know is that I needed your man

These people worry that I can't hold my own
But they don't know that I can make your dad moan

I'm not a street rat no
I just like the feel of it
There's nothing wrong with a mouth full of dick
You're just a pussy
There's nothing wrong with me
It's not my fault that you can't handle where he tickles me

Just stick it in already
Don't make me beg for it
Wrap your balls around me
Shove them in my face

Don't bring a knife to a cock fight
I don't fuck with none of that shit
We're gonna do this just right
You can find me in my favorite shade of lipstick

I'm not a street rat no
I just like the feel is all
There's nothing wrong with a mouth full of balls
You're just a pussy
There's nothing wrong with me
It's not my fault that you can't handle where he fondles me

Life on the streets
The corner's where I'll be

Life on the streets
You'll find me on my knees
Behind the Wendy's