Rim Job Songtext

Kim Petras

von Slut Pop Miami

Rim Job Songtext
Are you ready?
Ready for a rim job?
Are you ready?
Ready for a rim job?

Don't be shy, I can see it in your eyes
Just relax, throw your legs up in the sky
Don't act surprised when I'm kissin' on your thighs
He was a virgin, now he want it all the time
Licky, licky hits the spot
Baby, cherry, cherry pop
Bottom to the tippy-top
Got him, he can't never stop

Are you ready? (I'm ready)
Ready for a rim job?
Are you ready? (I'm ready)
Ready for a rim job?
Are you ready? (I'm ready)
Ready for a rim job?
Everybody's doin' it
Are you ready? (I'm ready)
Ready for a rim job?
I know you're gonna love it

He sing a ballad while I'm tossin' his salad
I know the chalice, I'm the q-queen of the palace
Touchin' his phallus now he horny like a rabbit
He wasn't sure, now he makin' it a habit

Are you ready? (I'm ready)
Ready for a rim job?
Are you ready? (I'm ready)
Ready for a rim job?
Are you ready? (I'm ready)
Ready for a rim job?
Everybody's doin' it
Are you ready? (I'm ready)
Ready for a rim job?
I know you're gonna love it

Love it, love it, love it
Love it, love it, love it
Love it, love it, love it
Love it, love it, love it
Love it, love it, love it
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