BEAT MEAT - Gonna Fuck Kit Harrington

This is The Admiral speaking

Bitch you know it's gonna be fun

Some nights I stay up
Cashing in my bad luck
Some nights I call it a draw
Some nights I stay up
Nuttin' in yo dad's butt
Some nights I break the law
Now do you catch my drift
I get ya tofu in an AE86
I never get the short shrift
Out of any deal
Jah feel?
Gun shot in the head back
This pure batty boy bidness
Bitch it's
BEAT MEAT
Buju Bantam
I'm a heavyweight
With your girl out on a dinner date
We had a lovely conversation
Then I fucked her in the face
And nutted right in your box of Nutri-Grain
Sippin' Valdapenas
In Spain, then catch the train to Sicily
To eat some captains of industry
The rich sure are tasty
Heathen, best say grace to Kali
Catch me lampin' on Diwali
In a hundred-thousand dollar sari
I'm hardly
Even close to finished
There's this cute guy
He's Finnish
Think he's into me
Cause he's looking at my shoes instead of his
Might pop a gin fizz
And Stagger Lee
Right back to the deck party
Ellis
I do not
Embellish
My cock's the size and shape of a vuvuzela
Bitch don't be jealous
Just suck it
I'm munching English muffins with marmalade
Paddington
Next year I'm gonna fuck
Kit Harrington

Written by:
Sudarshan Harrison

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