Don’t make me choose
Don’t make me choose
She brought the good stuff
Tear it and make me tear up
You said to do whatever i want
Santa brought the right flavours
Why so damn perfect?
Is it according to your taste, miss?
Her holes are playground for men
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
Serve her a cup of tea after
A dick would make the picture better
Here cums santa!
You intend to reach my stomach?