MC Vaginal Discipline sings a heart warming ditty about his friend with the Sunblest minge
The lyrics are as follows:
She's got a cunt
Its made of toast
At breaded vaginal parties, she's the host
She makes a fire proof baguette
And whacks it up her minge
So her fanny lips don't disintergrate
If it gets slightly singed
She's got a cunt
Its full of crumbs
If her arse was similar
She'd have some pastry with the runs
She's handy to know around breakfast time
She's not afraid to show
The soldiers for your morning egg
Are on her "down below"
She's got a flange
Its freshly baked
You might not get your hand out
If you pick bits off to taste
Its partial to some Marmite
And some Jam and Lemon Curd
She sometimes draws a grid on it
For a makeshift crossword
She gets her friends to come around
With pens and fill it in
The clues are indecipherable
Upon her crummy quim
She's got a minge
That is hot bread
Just looking at it makes blood vessels
Burst inside your head
She's shown it to the Queen
And to the Dali Lama too
And Hovis want to market her
Old fat moth bitten foo
She's got a cunt
That's made of toast X2
lol do a song about my wifes twat its got backery products lol
natofoxbat 1 year ago
i like this lots :)
feelgoodfactorno2 2 years ago
Nice one
jayredeye 3 years ago