Wap Pow

Wap Pow I Spaffed On Your Face
And next thing you pulled that face
And I couldn't place
My concentration
I finished the race
Wap pow I spaffed on your face

Oh my days the look on your face
That whining sound that filled the place
You wiped it off and we took up a chase
Shit. I just spaffed on your face.

We'd had the dirty sex talk before
You'd made it clear not the jaw
Its nasty, demoralising and its raw.
Oops I just spaffed on your face.

Its not my fault
You made me bolt
My load across your hooker chin
That dirty whorish look you give
I couldn't keep it in
That's why I spaffed on your face!

Chill out slag tits!