Dylan Ross
Damp
[Verse 1]
Gang bang, gang bang, porno freak
Who suck and gargle cum for weeks
Clean sheets in every suite in my mansion full of freaks
Brain is gone insane from nipples, labias, and ass cheeks
Next thing you get scraped out to your all-time favorite Dylan beat
Tongue ring, pigtails, what's your daily life entail?
Used-up entrails and dirt under your fingernails
Fresh meat, fresh, bloody, fresh from a fresh kill
Join my family if you ready, hoe, that neden isn't stale
Noble concubines for the prophet Dylan ten on one
Submerged in a vat of cum
Drowning in the setting sun
Let me show you a magic trick
Nightgown to the ground, flip you around, put your face in the ground
And fuck you like your Daddy did

[Verse 2]
Can you do it? Can ya butterfly?
Can ya bounce, can ya sweat?
Can ya get wet soon as I step on to the fucking set?
Got a fever, fever pitching
Pitching game that'll get you ready
I gets wicked with this dick up in my hand, you look so pretty
Put your hands on it
Put your mouth on it
Put your stamp on it
Let me watch your hands slowly wrap around on it
Let me watch as your panties dampen in the crotch
Dylan been soaking and simmering deep in game for maybe way too much
[Verse 3]
Open wide, I'm about to go inside
I got infinite freaks who spread they cheeks and let me dig inside
Dig it out, what's the freshest route? Let me slide
What's your pleasure?
I'm your pleasure maker, pull 'em to the side
I know you think about fucking me every night and every second of every day
But that's okay, baby, that's alright
Call me Dylan Dynamite with an evil endless appetite
For anything up in my sight I wish to catch and skin alive
I'll get you higher
Play the puppet master as I pull your strings and make you do any fucked up thing that I desire
'Cause that's just how I am
I'll euthanize a puppy if it so much as think about
Nipping at the masters hand