Stuff the Hoes with Cotex

 I'm the only man I know

And I love my only concept

And sometimes I play the fool

And bloody up the doorstep

I listen to her crying

And she love to play the part

Of a broken down whore

That never had a start

But the time for tears has left me

Along with my addiction

So let's go to Church this Sunday

But what a crucifiction

Bitches can be complex!

So stuff the hoes with Cotex!









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