Sticky Fingers Songtext

Ashnikko

von Smoochies

Sticky Fingers Songtext
Uh, hm

I look hot as fuck
Mean goth bitch, go pull up in a big truck
Look for a little, get slapped if you touch
Shorts so little that they're flossing my butt like, uh
I look hot as fuck
Vocal fry like deadpan, what?
Rhinestone belt, quartz in the clutch
Cotton candy boots with a 7-Eleven slush like
Blue raspberry Fruit Roll-Ups
Girl, I look "What the fuck?" Hades hot, yup (Mm)
I call him hot Cheeto dust
I don't want crumbs, got hobbies, no crush like

I don't want no crumbs
Nutcracker, I'm Tchaikovsky
No hot Cheeto dust
Wipe my hands, ugh, get off me

So what can you do for me
That I can't do for myself?
Anticlimactic
Get your sticky fingers off me
You see me and you see heaven
You're my personal hell
Anticlimactic
Get your sticky fingers off me, boy

Thigh-high boots to the puss
I don't want a city boy scared of the bush
Worship my foot
Illiterate, I think he's never read a book
Sex scene, fog up the screen
Showgirl, Bronco, high beams
How sweet, you wanna be a team?
Ashnikko catch some boyfriend trinkets

I don't want no crumbs
Nutcracker, I'm Tchaikovsky
No hot Cheeto dust
Wipe my hands, ugh, get off me

So what can you do for me
That I can't do for myself?
Anticlimactic
Get your sticky fingers off me
You see me and you see heaven
You're my personal hell
Anticlimactic
Get your sticky fingers off me
So what can you do for me
That I can't do for myself?
Anticlimactic
Get your sticky fingers off me
You see me and you see heaven
You're my personal hell
Anticlimactic
Get your sticky fingers off me, boy
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