Im On Demon Time lyrics

by

Ham Sandwich


[Chorus: GameboyJones]
I'm on demon time, acting like a heathen, and I feel divine
She know I'm a sinner, but I treat her right
Feel like I'm a winner when between her thighs
Don't talk to me, I'm on demon time
Feel like Mister Krabs - the way I keep a dime
Shawty got them cakes, so you could keep the fries
Her people know that she's with me tonight
But they don't know that I'm on demon time

[Verse 1: GameboyJones]
Got a big b*tch on my di*k tip
Treats me like a King, so you know that I could hit sis
The way she moves it up and down, I can't last another round
She must have them Megan knees - how she ain't tear her meniscus (woo)
Have her singing like she Dion
I took her from the bar, and now she's pledging my allegiance
For eons, slip my fingers in like I was Klingon
She told me beam her up any time I throw this beat on
So be gone, you peons
Shawty call me Daddy when I Snapped on that ass like I'm Leon
She's one that I can't cheat on because she gives full service like a kiosk
We make the bed eh er - onamonapia
So when I kill the pus*y, it's OK, I'll get reborn again
Shawty is my angel, but she's acting like she's born to sin
Bend her like an accordion, now she be my subordinate
Doing whatever I say because she knows I was born to win
She wants a man on a wanted poster, doesn't wanna poser
Here for all the up and downs, she likes the roller coaster
And I just need a little peace of mind
But my kryptonite is a girl that lets me deep inside, dammit
[Chorus: GameboyJones]
I'm on demon time, acting like a heathen, and I feel divine
She know I'm a sinner, but I treat her right
Feel like I'm a winner when between her thighs
Don't talk to me, I'm on demon time
Feel like Mister Krabs - the way I keep a dime
Shawty got them cakes, so you could keep the fries
Her people know that she's with me tonight
But they don't know that I'm on demon time

[Verse 2: Ham Sandwich]
Yeah, I'm on demon time
And I'm going so deep inside
That I can't even see the light
Better hope you free tonight
Coming home with me tonight
Sloppy toppy when she blow me 'fore I blow her back out, she gon' need to get it realigned, huh
Need to realize, I make it rain up in that pus*y, weather warning, be advised
The pus*y cry to me, and now this b*tch gon' die for me
I ask her who this pus*y for, she told me that it's mine to keep, my nuts got a lil' rivalry
They arguing like, which one she sucking first
Get inside, no condom on me, I might fill her up to burst
Stay inside, I might be like a dog - the way I'm stuck to her
And if you understood that, just know that I know what you are
She said I'm overly large, still gave me dome at the bar
When I get done with her body, she finna glow in the dark
Put her on my pocket rocket, thought she was going to Mars
Shoot for the moon, if I miss, I'm putting this hoe in the stars
And I know that I'm going too far
Holding her down for the night 'cause she was alone at the bar
White b*tch with a fat ass, but I got her throating black
A n*gga sprung in Illinois, so you know that it's showing in March
[Chorus: GameboyJones]
I'm on demon time, acting like a heathen, and I feel divine
She know I'm a sinner, but I treat her right
Feel like I'm a winner when between her thighs
Don't talk to me, I'm on demon time
Feel like Mister Krabs - the way I keep a dime
Shawty got them cakes, so you could keep the fries
Her people know that she's with me tonight
But they don't know that I'm on demon time
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