Louis Logic - Strange lyrics

I have a confession to make I love my b**hes [Verse 1] Strange thats what hunt for every time i leave my front door Some poor s*ut that i f**ed once but never once more Strange if your a chick i'd yet to see undress for me and press a peach in my s** machine just for once and let me be Strange if its my first chance to get inside a bird's pants Strange thats what you call when you're a chick i haven't f**ed before Strange i need a change in women when the stick the box one a each chick on a drunk mc's dick like a shish-kabob You miss a lot with the ball and the chain Calling your name in the miffted[?] twats all feel the same You like a wife more than a dame for self pleasing But since varieties the spice of life I'm well seasoned I can't help needing at least twelve evenings Out of two weeks to creep with every jezebel breathing For health reasons I should stop sleeping around like narcoleptics But I'm always looking for my next piece like art collectors I'm part shady and participative Giving every chick and sharp lady better dick than a smart detective Its a sad fact not untrue but hard accepted I slip off after one use like a contraceptive [Chorus] Strange thats what hunt for every time i leave my front door Strange if your a chick i'd yet to see undress for me Strange if its my first chance to get inside a bird's pants Strange thats what you call when you're a chick i haven't f**ed before [Verse 2] I need new fresh chocha Just about as much as hebrews stress kosher I get closer ever time i get some To make this a sad world With no strings left but underaged chicks and fat girls What a tragedy that would be If every time i had a piece it was just my last p**y sh**, it don't have to be untouched just new to me Not so much beautiful as beautifully groomed and cleaned I know it's kind of s**ist of me truthfully But i get a chubby even over chicks with a pregnant tummy You can picture p**n stars getting lectures from me On having s** with honeys that you'll never seen again for money Cause when the precious undies slip to the floor I got a loss like teddy bundy for a stick in the slots So when I slip 'em the sword the get sad as hell Cause once i hit it before I'm picturing more A fresh mademoiselles That should tell you of a mans nature But lets just say he wants to know more hoes than landscapers Don't gash yourself that super s**er can't save ya From captain backslap and drunken underpants raider Well thats a sweet thought but i had it once so i don't need more I had to try not permanently add it to my diet Well to be honest i didn't asked for it and I don't want it b**h keep it cause i already know you're keeping secrets [Chorus] Strange thats what hunt for every time i leave my front door Strange if your a chick i'd yet to see undress for me Strange if its my first chance to get inside a bird's pants Strange thats what you call when you're a chick i haven't f**ed before