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Ghost Ride The Tip!

You’re the girl of my dreams
I’m the man of your screams

I’m inside your head
When you’re inside your bed
Creeping into your brain
Like a gadolinium stain
All up in your nightmare
Smelling your hair

I am the booby man
I creep through the night
Looking for women
Turned on by a fright
I am a sexy apparition
Who goes hump in the night

You will get ghosted
In more ways than one
Cuz I’m gonna bang you
And fade away when I’m done

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Brown Magic Woman

My brown eye is magic

My wand is my dick

I wave it at women

Until they get sick

I know no other spells

My robe kinda smells

I live full time outside

My toilet’s a slide

Wizard or hobo?

That’s for you to decide

Shitting Room!

In Old Navy

I was turning tricks

In Old Navy

I’d screw dudes and chicks

In Old Navy

In the fitting rooms

In Old Navy

I’d take cash or shrooms

In Old Navy

It was mostly dudes

In Old Navy

They had filthy pubes

In Old Navy

It was never chicks

In Old Navy

I sucked some dicks

DUCK MALES!

Ducks got weird dicks

No bullshit it’s legit

They’re all twisted and soft

Like a string of string cheese

That I just peeled off

HIGH COUP!

When we elected

Trump, we knew what we signed up

For, America

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