The Dong Song
For the girls. About the boys. We're sorry.
This is the time
To let all the fellas know
What us ladies are really talkin’ about (winky face)
Cuz it aint’ astrology and feelings
Listen up
Oh those pants so scandalous
Showin’ the kinda bulge you dream about
I see you packing like “who’s that king”
With that V shape that goes straight to his ding-a-ling
The kinda guy who’ll make the UTI worth it
You got me livin’ the vida toxica
He cums like a dump-truck (truck, truck)
Balls like what (uh, what)
Baby move your cock (yeah, cock)
Let me see that Dong ~
Baby!! Dong, dong da-dong, da-dong
Oh that boy’s quite the dish
I know a lot of other girls can’t handle it
But he’s got the kinda cock that’ll do the trick
And that look in his eye that says he can locate the clit
Baby! That dong, dong da-dong, da-dong