Long Arm Witches - Carpet Box International Service Request Lyrics

I'm a freak bitch, you ain't gotta fight
I'm cumming on you tonight
Got a 6am, I'm clean shaven, here's a hint, it's Joe Rogan
If you don't like me, why'd you come back then
Obsession, direction, affection
Carpet Box International Service Request
Dial in, perfection, connection, erection
Adored for my box, how you, gonna blow my back out
Pull my hair, bitch, rip a track out
Uh
You've got an infection, but baby, I'm on prEP
Wreck shit
Enthralled with my chest
That's your service request
I could suck you until the sun comes out
Know you love my tiny waist and this face
Call this number if you want a taste
F*ck me, eat me out, don't just suck me, trash me
Bash me and throw it out
Can you track this
I've got lip gloss and it's communist
My hands on your nips
Got your hands on your dick
Subscribe, I know you want box pics
Two of us is more fun than one
You're in a race, but you've already won
This chick, this chick, these chicks, these chicks
You have a request, leave a tip and I'll show you my breasts
Who's next
Carpet Box International Service Request
If you don't like me, why'd you come back then
Obsession, direction, affection
Enthralled with my chest
That's your service request
I could suck you until the sun comes out
Know you love my tiny waist and this face
Call this number if you want a taste
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