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Tractor Beam - текст песни



Tractor Beam


I'm like Kenny Rogers in Six Pack

Girls won't give my dick back

All this sex affects my syntax

The pistol I pack's impact



Make's you gasp infact

So sit back, relax

While I grind this axe

On your Brazillian wax



Without finishing fast

I bask in the slash

Underneath your cinnamon ass

About ten minutes it lasts



I pull it out and pass gas

My name is MC Chris

Kinda cute

Kinda crass



Ladies love me sending pic's

Where they're scantilly clad

Send some back

Then invite them to come crash at my pad



They're like

O M G, Oh whut up, that'd be so rad

We make the beast with two backs

Until we both get whiplash



Get with the program

Strip to the slow jam

Slip on a Trojan

Kissin' the toes and



Move to the knees

Go back, repeat

The job ain't done

'Til you ruin the sheets



My name is MC

And your name is a creep

Because you creep into my bed

About every week



Tractor beam on my bed

Got you actin' le freak

Tractor beam on my bed

Got you actin' le freak



I should be flirtin' with virgins

Instead of jerkin' my gerkin

I should be working the circuit

Assertive for certain



With little aversion

They all open they curtains

Mini me starts emergin

To be rid of his burden



Did I fail to mention

All the ladies say word

Got a panty collection

Like a Japanese perv



They're prepared to purr

And to serve up they curves

I skip the main course

I prefer the whore derves



I like thongs, like grannies

Like any old panties

Hanging on the lampshades

As I tap on her back space



I like bows, like lace

Like suckin' her face

I like fuckin' her waist

I make a bucket of paste



When her eyes roll back

It means her memory's erase

Slow-mo, tip-toe

My ass out of her place



I quickly run to the clinic

A q-tip in my diddick

I wait two very long weeks

To know if these nuts need a medic

So c'mon



Get with the program

Strip to the slow jam

Slip on a Trojan

Kissin' the toes and



Move to the knees

Go back, repeat

The job ain't done

'Til you ruin the sheets



My name is MC

And your name is a creep

Because you creep into my bed

About every week



Tractor beam on my bed

Got you actin' le freak

Tractor beam on my bed

Got you actin' le freak



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