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milk king - wraphands lyrics

same place, same park, same plays
same old cows i start to contemplate
calcium, a song unsung to all
little bessie moo’s and i hear her call
eyes big, udders are fat as f-ck
going in for white gold, wish your boy some luck
commence collection of dairy, it’s dutiful
look up at bessie, this cow is f-cking beautiful!
take your milk like i’m taking your lady
bessie gets uncomfortable, she thinks i’m acting shady
cow moves, cow moo’s, cow hooves
how do i collect this cow juice?
bessie please, what a tease, just trying to test the
feasibility of making godd-mn cheese
guarantee, bessie’s idiosyncrasies
will have you freeze, have you weak at the knees
not a sleaze, just wanna squeeze, some of these
“t-ts” i put in parentheses

my heart my bones they ache, can’t find words to articulate
imma waste of sp-ce no milk to taste i’m a degenerate
my heart my bones they ache, can’t find words to articulate
imma waste of sp-ce no milk to taste i’m a degenerate
imma waste of sp-ce no milk to taste i’m a degenerate

drinking calcium till dawn
throat numb, but i still drink more
thumb embracing, this milk casing, while i’m
tasting, this white stuff is amazing
don’t call me milkman, i’m a milk king!
f-ck off with that sh-t, i’m milking
get off my paddock, i’ve had it, this dad d-ck, get at it
rub it like aladdin, this pr-ck is mad thick
take a lick, gonna make you milk it
less you f-ck off real quick
i’m just here giving bess a gentle caress
she’s in duress, but she’s got endurance
and i wanna know she gonna show up performing
apologies when i squeeze without any warning
if she willing i’ll be drinking milk in the morning

feels like i’m losing everything
born with it all, die with nothing
slave to my pleasures, what does it bring
my life, my death, a broken king

gr-ss you chewed, i never choose
nothing between me and your moo’s
thought i was smarter should have seen all the clues
grabbing your udders with nothing to lose
what should i conclude, you give me the blues
udders occluded, i squeeze them they snooze
paid all my dues, p-ss me the noose
next time you see me i’ll be on the news

- wraphands lyrics

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