Woke up feeling spicy
Feeling brand new
Memories of your touch
Inspire what I l do
Turned on by my life
Walking with a strut
Peek my lacy thong
Your fan fiction's smut
I think that I'm your favorite
Read my body language
Touch myself all over
Your desire turns to anguish
Smart and sexy
You can get a taste
Haven't you heard?
Slow and sexy wins the race
Peek the cleavage,
And my décolleté
Ask you so nicely
Please make my day
I think that I'm your favorite
Read my body language
Touch myself all over
Your desire turns to anguish
Cupid's bow on my neck
Pierce like an arrow
He wanna marry,
That isn't rare though
Cupid's bow on my neck
Pierce like an arrow
He wanna marry,
That isn't rare though
I think that I'm your favorite
Your desire turns to anguish
Shanell - Anguish Lyrics
Shanell - Anguish Lyrics
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Woke up feeling spicy
Feeling brand new
Memories of your touch
Inspire what I l do
Turned on by my life
Walking with a strut
Peek my lacy thong
Your fan fiction's smut
I think that I'm your favorite
Read my body language
Touch myself all over
Your desire turns to anguish
Smart and sexy
You can get a taste
Haven't you heard?
Slow and sexy wins the race
Peek the cleavage,
And my décolleté
Ask you so nicely
Please make my day
I think that I'm your favorite
Read my body language
Touch myself all over
Your desire turns to anguish
Cupid's bow on my neck
Pierce like an arrow
He wanna marry,
That isn't rare though
Cupid's bow on my neck
Pierce like an arrow
He wanna marry,
That isn't rare though
I think that I'm your favorite
Your desire turns to anguish
Feeling brand new
Memories of your touch
Inspire what I l do
Turned on by my life
Walking with a strut
Peek my lacy thong
Your fan fiction's smut
I think that I'm your favorite
Read my body language
Touch myself all over
Your desire turns to anguish
Smart and sexy
You can get a taste
Haven't you heard?
Slow and sexy wins the race
Peek the cleavage,
And my décolleté
Ask you so nicely
Please make my day
I think that I'm your favorite
Read my body language
Touch myself all over
Your desire turns to anguish
Cupid's bow on my neck
Pierce like an arrow
He wanna marry,
That isn't rare though
Cupid's bow on my neck
Pierce like an arrow
He wanna marry,
That isn't rare though
I think that I'm your favorite
Your desire turns to anguish
Writer: Shanell Peterson
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