lezbehonest lyrics – boondox

“lezbehonest”

[skit:]
oh sh*t, you look cute as h*ll.
now you move over here and let me start m*ssaging that fine *ss of yours.

what the f*ck’s up with these b*tches?
i got d*ck for days but these hoes wanna keep their face buried in some p*ssy!?
b*tch you ain’t even gay.

[verse 1:]
she got a katy perry ringtone, plays it like a theme song
kissed a girl and like it, now she swearing off the ding dong
back and forth, like ping pong, she really strictly d*cky
then madonna’s scr*w*ng britney now the b*tch is stricky licky
suck a d*ck, or suck a t*tty, she don’t really give a f*ck
and ducky rainbow on her preis mean she always gettin lucky
had her first fish platter on her girlfriend’s futon
hidden valley, tossing salad, licking on a croã»ton
no shame in this fake b*tch game
swerving in and outta traffic, never staying in her own lane
she want a piece of cake, and yeah, she wanna eat it too
pay her some attention and the b*tch’ll go down eating you

[chorus:]
drop the act and lezbehonest. no more trips for you down south.
ding-a-ling you know you want it, take the p*ssy out yo mouth.
you love the peter! b*tch don’t lie. you love the c*ck!
don’t even try. no more cooter! no more coochie! vajayjay time to say good bye.

[verse 2:]
girls gone wild, spring break, college road trip
in some wet t-shirts, wrestling in cool whip
flash a nipple, slap a p*ssy for a attention
just turned eighteen, now she on a f*cking mission
gotta make her daddy listen, maybe show a little anger
four shots of jã¤germeister, tongue kiss a perfect strange
three, four fingers deep in some bleach-blonde bimbo
a double headed d*ld*, beating like it’s kimbo
put it on the youtube, the pictures on the mysp*ce
just so i can peep it, wish the b*tch would sit on my face
two straight broads, tongue kissing, by the swimmin pool
fake dyk* b*tches eating coochie cause it’s cool

[chorus:]
drop the act and lezbehonest.
no more trips for you down south.
ding-a-ling you know you want it, take the p*ssy out yo mouth.

b*tch you know you want it, don’t say that you don’t want it.
b*tch you know you want it, don’t say that you don’t want it.
b*tch you know you want it, don’t say that you don’t want it.
b*tch you know you want it.
b*tch you know you want it.

never gonna beat her, now you’re lickin’ on the cooter.
one day she was your friend and the next she wasn’t screwin’
now i’m m*ssed out with no luck, can’t even get my d*ck sucked.
jerkin’ off in the corner watchin’ her and you f*ck.

[verse 3:]
don’t get your panties twisted, sh*t i love them freaky b*tches
daisy chains, and running trains, girl on girl, and p*ssy fistin
all i’m really tryna say is girl don’t claim your *ss is gay
i laid the pipe the other night and f*cked your girlfriend yesterday
tell the truth, don’t even trip, you know you wanna wrap them lips
around a peter, lick the tip, cause little girls don’t come equipped
b*tch, please, you ain’t right, what you really tryna prove
carpet munchin, donkey punchin, cause you claim you’re so confused
yeah, it puts my d*ck on hard, to see your 69in neden
but two brides up on your cake won’t be the case up at your weddin
put in perspective cut the act you ain’t no lesbian
just a chick who love the d*ck but perpetrate a lesbian

[chorus:]
drop the act n lezbehonest. no more trips for you down south.
ding-a-ling you know you want it, take the p*ssy out yo mouth.
you love the peter! b*tch don’t lie. you love the c*ck!
don’t even try. no more cooter! no more coochie! vajayjay time to say good bye.

[skit:]
after all, we’re just two lonely b*tches on the loose for the weekend.
yeah, i bet your little *ss is on fire.
you’ll be a new woman when i’m finished working on you.

/ boondox lyrics