Find Out Songtext
von CottontailVA

You wanna fuck around, you wanna find out?
Then be a good boy, get on your knees now
Let me see how, you let your freak out
I see your little man on the top peeking out
I wanna fuck around, I wanna find out
Sock on the knob, tell ′em they should keep out
Makin' wet sounds, shit′s splashed out
We go to pound town, livin' on the fast route


I'll see you in the grave, I′ll pee on your face
I love to get ran through like an interstate
Semen and revenge got the same bitter taste
Treat a dick like a toy I′m making big plays
Step on your balls, put ya in your place
I swallow, my mouth make you spit take
Ain't no limits with me, I′m de-praved
I'll do it anywhere, any time, any day
Dog style bed, yeah the kid′s bitch made
Bottom or you top? We could always switch place
My pussy too tight, squeezing grip tape
You'll come when I say, it′s just a little wait
My bush in the yard, just bring your milkshake
Get busy in the grass, we'll have a field day
Put your feet in my lettuce, like chills say
You can pay me to hate you like Bill Gates

You wanna fuck around, you wanna find out?
Then be a good boy, get on your knees now
Let me see how, you let your freak out
I see your little man on the top peeking out
I wanna fuck around, I wanna find out
Sock on the knob, tell 'em they should keep out
Makin′ wet sounds, shit′s splashed out
We go to pound town, livin' on the fast route

I′m too pretty to fight with these bitches
Swipe right like Tinder, winners get to fuckin' finish
Love being a switch but I hate pricks that switchin′ up
Cum up on my stomach then you better go and lick it up
Beatin' so many men, yeah you know misandry′s up
Got dudes shootin' ropes that fill up my Stanley cup
Shout-out to my gooners that showin' my fansly love
Eighteen plus I′m beggin′ God for Dan Clancy sub


You wanna fuck around, you wanna find out?
Then be a good boy, on your knees now
Let me see how, you let your freak out
I see your little man, shit's peeking out
I wanna fuck around, I wanna find out
Sock on the knob, tell ′em keep out
Makin' wet sounds, shit′s splashed out
We go to pound town, on the fast route

What?
Please don't show my mom this, uh thanks