Ride us like hell, boys
Ride us like hell, boys
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
Santa brought the right flavours
Is it according to your taste, miss?
Why so damn perfect?
You intend to reach my stomach?
A dick would make the picture better
Serve her a cup of tea after
Tear it and make me tear up
Her holes are playground for men
She brought the good stuff
Here cums santa!
You said to do whatever i want