[Intro]
[Verse 1: Christian the Demon]
Ring ring hello what? b**h you know it's me
It's the Demon on the couch bored trying to play some Wii
I tried to call you earlier but no one cares you see?
Now I'm writing you a letter while I'm k**ing all these trees
Holding back, cuz I'm wack
When I'm with a duck I quack
When you b**hing on the phone I just tell you s** my sack
And now you feel resentful cuz I'm earning all these stacks
Ima come up to your door and give your face a little smack
Who's that in the back?
Is that your f**ing boy?
He looks like Justin Beiber he ain't bigger than a toy
Skinny as an Asian addicted to f**ing soy
Smaller than my boy chihuahua and his name is f**ing Roy
So did you tell your boy that his girl is a little who*e?
Never mind stupid question caught you f**ing in a store
Harris Teeter b**h I heard you say you wanted more
So I stayed right till the end until I got a little bored
I taped the whole thing though I'll put it on the tube
Then I'll grab a f**ing seat and make sure I have some lube
At 22 seconds man I swear I saw some b**b
Wait whose that f**ing guy? Girl I know that f**ing dude
It's me can't you see?
Caught you in the POV
Honestly I can tell that this song don't need a beat
I knew that you were crazy I could go ahead and skeet
On your belly in your mouth yea go ahead and eat
That f** was really good b**h I hope you're feeling sick
And since I'm finished here ho you better s** my dick
Compared to a Demon people are some little ticks
I'm finished on this call expect a blackmail later click