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Song Title: You
Artist Name: Grouce

(Verse 1)
I want a phat booty to wrap my hands ‘round,
I just wanna tell a bitch to pull her pants down,
Just so I can see her prance ‘round,
If you’re a freaky deaky lady, go and do a little dance now,
What I’ve got you’ve got to get it, put it in you
One thing that you must know is “before we continue,
The less you know the better”, we were made to go together
But don’t ask me what it is I’ve been through,
Once we’re all said and done, I’ll be man of the match,
Makin’ sure everyday to have my hand on a vaj
Ego-trippin’ like a man with a badge, and a gun
Or a man with a mansion and funds
With ganj in my lungs, hand me them damn sugar buns
And let’s jam, that was a stanza with puns,
It jams when it cums, it rams into bums,
Can even turn some tramps into mums...

(Chorus)
I'm tryin’ to tell you, girl, I just want you in my world,
I can’t see myself with no one else, I just
Hope you feel the same way too, yo
I'm tryin’ to tell you, girl, I just want you in my world,
I can’t live without you, I just want you, girl,
Be with me and I’ll be with you

(Verse 2)
This is all just pent-up sexual frustration,
Come and meet me at the bus station
So we can hook-up, look up my name up on Google,
What you’ll find is a bunch of pics of my doodle,
We can go somewhere and share a noodle
Or go to this one place I know that sells strudel,
As long as we’re back at your friend’s home
And makin’ out just in time before the friend’s zone
Is where I’m put, I like hair on moot,
Well, I don't, but if that's what you're rockin’,
I don't care i would still get a wood,
Can't you see that I’ll treat you better than any man ever could,
Just give me one little tittie-suck
And I swear I won't ask you again for a pity-fuck,
I'm in the city stuck in bad traffic,
I’ll call back, it's causin’ mad havoc.

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
Ayo I’m back, baby, no need to act crazy,
Give me a chance, we’ll dance, cut me some slack, lady,
I got your back baby, like baby-back ribs
I’ll hit it from the back, while doin’ backflips,
I love your fat lips, covered in chapsticks,
While takin’ mad sips, or kickin’ some adlibs,
I love the way they move, come and give it a kiss,
My words are either a hit or a miss, tell me which is it,
I’ll give you ‘til the end of the verse
And if you say ‘miss’ you’ll have to send for a hearse,
Wait, I'm sorry that’s just my ugly side talkin’
Forget all that, I'm like this puppy I'm walkin’,
Sweet and innocent, hope to be skeetin’ into some
Twat before you find out that I'm not, what?
I'm just kiddin’, once bitten, twice shy,
We’ll play us a game of I-Spy.

(Chorus)

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from G​-​Rated LP, released November 2, 2016
Music produced by Grouce. Lyrics written & performed by Grouce. Recorded, mixed & mastered by Grouce. © 2016 Grouce. All rights reserved. Unauthorised commercial use &/or unauthorised reproduction is prohibited. Made in Sydney, Australia.

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