Slap him, slap him, tiles and hair gel
Slap him, slap him, tiles and hair gel (diamond enamel)
Slap him, slap him, tiles and hair gel (diamond enamel)
Slap him, slap him, tiles and hair gel (diamond enamel)
This boy likes slaps
This boy likes slaps
Give me, give me, give me, give me, give me, give me
Give me, give me, give me, give me, give me, give me
Give me, give me, give me, give me

This boy likes slaps
Give give give, gi-gi-give give me give me
Give give give, gi-gi-give give me give me

Slap him, slap him, slap slap slap slap
Slap him, slap him, slap slap slap slap
Slap him, slap him, slap slap slap slap
Slap him

Slap him, slap him, slap slap slap slap
Slap him, slap him, slap slap slap slap
Slap him, slap him, slap slap slap slap
Slap him

My door *ding dong*, bring your cheeks
We're going to play ping-pong
Sharp features, hair gel
The style of a rich kid
Call me domina
His name around his neck he kneels down
Please make yourself comfortable

Because bad boy likes slaps
Naughty boy or annoying kid
Naughty games or boys' games
Slap him, slap him, slap slap slap slap

Slap him, slap him, slap slap slap slap
Slap him, slap him, slap slap slap slap
Slap him, slap him, slap slap slap slap
Slap him

Head down belly to the ground
Naked, bitter beauty
Icy tiles in this fitted kitchen
He lies on the ice-cream, crime scene
Brandishes the utensils when his missile takes off
Give me the mixer so I can whip the cream
Give me the whip
Face to face, buttocks in the mirror
Stuff your face with my dirt
Watch out boy, the butt of the joke
The bitch without guarantee without frills, without mask, feel my whimsical scent
Brush my slit, so I can finish you off, slap him

This boy likes slaps
His beating heart doesn't care
Red is his body riddled with bullets
The blows burst his wet heart
This boy likes slaps
His beating heart doesn't care
Red is his body riddled with bullets
The blows burst his wet heart

Bad boy doesn't mean anything, bad boy says nothing when he grabs my hands
Caress of slaps, thighs of whim
I love you boy prey to vice

Bad boy doesn't mean anything, bad boy says nothing when he grabs my hands
Caress of slaps, thighs of whim
I love you boy prey to vice

Because bad boy likes slaps
Naughty boy or annoying kid
Naughty games or boys' games
Slap him, slap him, slap slap slap slap
Bad boy likes slaps
Naughty boy or annoying kid
Naughty games or boys' games
Slap him, slap him, slap slap slap slap

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