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sex | party - the doyenne lyrics

it’s a masquerade
this whole hotel floor is reserved today
they takin’ shots of rose’
i stumbled in high, got a smell on my body
invitation in my cl*t
all the boys get down wanna suckle it
they pay no respect, this is alfred, bih
i was the pirate queen two hours ago
you girl checking for my paint
wanna steal my tricks
wanna steal my wig
wanna steal my flow
i’m just here for the d
doyenne want the d
i wanna find the best one
put it deep in me
and head off to sleep, but right now i want more
a e s t h e t i c s are right, drop, drop to the floor
drop, drop to the floor, drop, drop at the door
you can’t even takе how my p*ssy go
it roars like a tiger, getting gully on thе stage
s*e*x banji elite, the droid that they seek
it is she, and she is me, even if she is really a he
and he is divine, he is everything
he is what, what these queens wanna be
wanna be f r e e , free…
dirty, it’s wicked, they say that it’s sinful
let’s make a baby in the midst of this party
i was invited so i’ll turn this out now
let’s conceive life in this midst of this party
they hate us, our freedom, our faces, our bodies
let’s leave it all in the funk of this party
you like me, i like you, let’s grind within this pit
let’s leave (live) it all and start our own party

i am beyond gender
more than woman or man
i love the center
of the room, that’s where i dance
take another puff
of this weed, this kush, this chronic
and in the smoke, trails
my mouth is filled with dominic
or was his name tim? randy? i can’t remember
anonymouse hookups that start on tinder
that’s how we united, that’s where i got invited
we acting a fool and the hotel trying
to break it up, break, break it up
somebody f*ck him ‘fore he call the cops
throw, throw him some d*ck, fill up his mouth
this hotel manager needs to cool it now
don’t care if you top, take off your drawers
don’t care if you bottom, open your jaw
don’t care if you down low, ya’ girls at home
and i’ll be the one with my hand on b*lls
slap ’em on request, while ya’ hands on the wall
cum in your hand, rub, rub it on my ass
shine it up, nicely, shine it up real good
i move on to the next dude

- the doyenne lyrics

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