Sticky Fingers 歌词

I look hot as fuck Mean goth bitch go pull up in a big truck Look for a little, get slapped if you touch Shirt so little that it floss on my butt like I look hot as fuck Vocal fry like deadpan, what? Rhinestone belt, quartz in the clutch Cotton candy boobs with a seven and a slush Like blue raspberry fruit roll ups Girl, I look: What the fuck? Hades hot, yup I call him hot cheeto dust I don't want crumbs Got hobbies, no crush like I don't want no crumbs Nutcracker, I'm Tchaikovsky No, hot cheeto dust Wipe my hands, ugh, get off me So what can you do for me? That I can't do for myself Anticlimatic Oh, take your sticky fingers off me You see me and you see heaven You're my personal hell Anticlimatic Oh, take your sticky fingers off me, boy Thigh-high boots to the puss I don't want a city boy, he's scared of a bush Worship my foot Illiterate, I think he's never read a book Sex scene, fog up the screen Showgirl, Bronco, hot beans How sweet, you wanna be a team? Ashnikko got some boyfriend-trinkets I don't want no crumbs Nutcracker, I'm Tchaikovsky No, hot cheeto dust Wipe my hands, ugh, get off me So what can you do for me? That I can't do for myself Anticlimatic Oh, take your sticky fingers off me You see me and you see heaven You're my personal hell Anticlimatic Oh, take your sticky fingers off me, boy So what can you do for me? That I can't do for myself Anticlimatic Oh, take your sticky fingers off me You see me and you see heaven You're my personal hell Anticlimatic Oh, take your sticky fingers off me, boy