Devils In The Soup Lyrics
| Song | Devils In The Soup |
| Artist | Esham |
| Album | Boomin Words From Hell |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Smith, The Unholy | |
| Shit, you been talkin' might have once been true | |
| But I don't think this time your mother****ing punk will do | |
| Ladies and gentlemen here he is | |
| The man that can party and this pussy belongs to me | |
| Let's hear it for | |
| MrNow I know it's like that fearin' | |
| But you still wanna hear that unholy spirit | |
| Is still gettin' done by none | |
| Pulled up a dress and ****ed a nun | |
| The walls sweat blood from thinkin' 'bout sex | |
| As your clit gets wet | |
| Your hot like fire, you desire | |
| More than pleasure, much more higher | |
| Your nipples on your chest start to bleed | |
| The soup is gettin' hot, time to feed | |
| Your heaven is burnin' | |
| As you're masturbatin', but still you're yearnin' | |
| The fire is gettin' very hot | |
| As you stick your finger in the soup inside the pot | |
| You begin to stir it | |
| Lick your finger to taste it, but it's not done yet | |
| I smell white virgin | |
| Operatin' on yourself like a medical surgeon | |
| Something you love to do | |
| Who would thought it was you | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| Break out the mix and spoon, and stir it up with all you've got | |
| The soup is gettin' hotter and hotter, runnin' all down the side of the pot | |
| Juice is on the covers | |
| I think I smell a lil' tumor inside that soup | |
| So what you puttin' in it? | |
| The basic four fingered food groups | |
| All alone, 'cuz you feed for a minute, and meat and bones | |
| So the devil's in your soup, your panties all wet from spillin' that soup | |
| Home made, never stored in cans, always made with hands | |
| I think your startin' to stick to the pot, that means, soup's too hot | |
| It's so hot, it burns | |
| So stick a spoon in it, and give a couple turns | |
| And I thought you was a good girl | |
| Never let nobody inside your world | |
| So the devil's in the soup | |
| How'd you let the devil get inside your soup? | |
| Been thinkin' about sex | |
| Next thing you'll know, you'll be wearin' a cotex | |
| When the walls come down | |
| And the soup's in the cupboard there too be found | |
| You've committed sin | |
| But when the devil's in the soup, it'll happen again | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| Masturbatin', demonstratin', good love | |
| Knowin' damn well, that ain't what you thinkin' of | |
| You're thinkin' about cumin' | |
| For the first time, you're out ya mind | |
| You don't know what you doing | |
| But it feels so good, you think you're screwin' | |
| You feel something tingle | |
| As you giggle, and start to wiggle, but still single | |
| Playin' that | |
| Esham tape | |
| So much love, and so much hate | |
| Your emotions run wild | |
| Feelin' more like a woman, and less like a child | |
| Get ready for the fountain' | |
| Cuz you'll be cumin' around the mountain | |
| Any minute with the soup' | |
| Cuz the devil's still tastin', as she's wastin' | |
| Soup in her clothes | |
| But she's the only one that knows | |
| About that dish | |
| Squaggy juice, which smells like fish | |
| And she loves to fix it | |
| Her favorite part is when she mix it | |
| Virgins want to have fun to | |
| But when they do | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| Oww, oww, oww, oww | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| The devil's in the soup | |
| The devil's in the soup |
| zuo ci : Smith, The Unholy | |
| Shit, you been talkin' might have once been true | |
| But I don' t think this time your mother ing punk will do | |
| Ladies and gentlemen here he is | |
| The man that can party and this pussy belongs to me | |
| Let' s hear it for | |
| MrNow I know it' s like that fearin' | |
| But you still wanna hear that unholy spirit | |
| Is still gettin' done by none | |
| Pulled up a dress and ed a nun | |
| The walls sweat blood from thinkin' ' bout sex | |
| As your clit gets wet | |
| Your hot like fire, you desire | |
| More than pleasure, much more higher | |
| Your nipples on your chest start to bleed | |
| The soup is gettin' hot, time to feed | |
| Your heaven is burnin' | |
| As you' re masturbatin', but still you' re yearnin' | |
| The fire is gettin' very hot | |
| As you stick your finger in the soup inside the pot | |
| You begin to stir it | |
| Lick your finger to taste it, but it' s not done yet | |
| I smell white virgin | |
| Operatin' on yourself like a medical surgeon | |
| Something you love to do | |
| Who would thought it was you | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| Break out the mix and spoon, and stir it up with all you' ve got | |
| The soup is gettin' hotter and hotter, runnin' all down the side of the pot | |
| Juice is on the covers | |
| I think I smell a lil' tumor inside that soup | |
| So what you puttin' in it? | |
| The basic four fingered food groups | |
| All alone, ' cuz you feed for a minute, and meat and bones | |
| So the devil' s in your soup, your panties all wet from spillin' that soup | |
| Home made, never stored in cans, always made with hands | |
| I think your startin' to stick to the pot, that means, soup' s too hot | |
| It' s so hot, it burns | |
| So stick a spoon in it, and give a couple turns | |
| And I thought you was a good girl | |
| Never let nobody inside your world | |
| So the devil' s in the soup | |
| How' d you let the devil get inside your soup? | |
| Been thinkin' about sex | |
| Next thing you' ll know, you' ll be wearin' a cotex | |
| When the walls come down | |
| And the soup' s in the cupboard there too be found | |
| You' ve committed sin | |
| But when the devil' s in the soup, it' ll happen again | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| Masturbatin', demonstratin', good love | |
| Knowin' damn well, that ain' t what you thinkin' of | |
| You' re thinkin' about cumin' | |
| For the first time, you' re out ya mind | |
| You don' t know what you doing | |
| But it feels so good, you think you' re screwin' | |
| You feel something tingle | |
| As you giggle, and start to wiggle, but still single | |
| Playin' that | |
| Esham tape | |
| So much love, and so much hate | |
| Your emotions run wild | |
| Feelin' more like a woman, and less like a child | |
| Get ready for the fountain' | |
| Cuz you' ll be cumin' around the mountain | |
| Any minute with the soup' | |
| Cuz the devil' s still tastin', as she' s wastin' | |
| Soup in her clothes | |
| But she' s the only one that knows | |
| About that dish | |
| Squaggy juice, which smells like fish | |
| And she loves to fix it | |
| Her favorite part is when she mix it | |
| Virgins want to have fun to | |
| But when they do | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| Oww, oww, oww, oww | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup |
| zuò cí : Smith, The Unholy | |
| Shit, you been talkin' might have once been true | |
| But I don' t think this time your mother ing punk will do | |
| Ladies and gentlemen here he is | |
| The man that can party and this pussy belongs to me | |
| Let' s hear it for | |
| MrNow I know it' s like that fearin' | |
| But you still wanna hear that unholy spirit | |
| Is still gettin' done by none | |
| Pulled up a dress and ed a nun | |
| The walls sweat blood from thinkin' ' bout sex | |
| As your clit gets wet | |
| Your hot like fire, you desire | |
| More than pleasure, much more higher | |
| Your nipples on your chest start to bleed | |
| The soup is gettin' hot, time to feed | |
| Your heaven is burnin' | |
| As you' re masturbatin', but still you' re yearnin' | |
| The fire is gettin' very hot | |
| As you stick your finger in the soup inside the pot | |
| You begin to stir it | |
| Lick your finger to taste it, but it' s not done yet | |
| I smell white virgin | |
| Operatin' on yourself like a medical surgeon | |
| Something you love to do | |
| Who would thought it was you | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| Break out the mix and spoon, and stir it up with all you' ve got | |
| The soup is gettin' hotter and hotter, runnin' all down the side of the pot | |
| Juice is on the covers | |
| I think I smell a lil' tumor inside that soup | |
| So what you puttin' in it? | |
| The basic four fingered food groups | |
| All alone, ' cuz you feed for a minute, and meat and bones | |
| So the devil' s in your soup, your panties all wet from spillin' that soup | |
| Home made, never stored in cans, always made with hands | |
| I think your startin' to stick to the pot, that means, soup' s too hot | |
| It' s so hot, it burns | |
| So stick a spoon in it, and give a couple turns | |
| And I thought you was a good girl | |
| Never let nobody inside your world | |
| So the devil' s in the soup | |
| How' d you let the devil get inside your soup? | |
| Been thinkin' about sex | |
| Next thing you' ll know, you' ll be wearin' a cotex | |
| When the walls come down | |
| And the soup' s in the cupboard there too be found | |
| You' ve committed sin | |
| But when the devil' s in the soup, it' ll happen again | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| Masturbatin', demonstratin', good love | |
| Knowin' damn well, that ain' t what you thinkin' of | |
| You' re thinkin' about cumin' | |
| For the first time, you' re out ya mind | |
| You don' t know what you doing | |
| But it feels so good, you think you' re screwin' | |
| You feel something tingle | |
| As you giggle, and start to wiggle, but still single | |
| Playin' that | |
| Esham tape | |
| So much love, and so much hate | |
| Your emotions run wild | |
| Feelin' more like a woman, and less like a child | |
| Get ready for the fountain' | |
| Cuz you' ll be cumin' around the mountain | |
| Any minute with the soup' | |
| Cuz the devil' s still tastin', as she' s wastin' | |
| Soup in her clothes | |
| But she' s the only one that knows | |
| About that dish | |
| Squaggy juice, which smells like fish | |
| And she loves to fix it | |
| Her favorite part is when she mix it | |
| Virgins want to have fun to | |
| But when they do | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| Oww, oww, oww, oww | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup | |
| The devil' s in the soup |
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