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    "Going Down" Lyrics


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    I'm going down
    I'm going down
    I'm going down
    On you

    I'm breathing deep then I leap in
    I'm going under
    Like eating that V's the key to how we can beat global hunger
    Achieve total peace on earth
    I'm a freak, I'm a local wonder
    More lung capacity than Freddy Mercury vocal numbers
    I plunder the briny deep
    A spelunker plunging in, hunkering down in between those puffy pink walls
    Like a fallout bunker
    And if never emerge to the surface don't gimme shit
    In twenty years I'm back like Kimmy Shmidt (wassup)
    Hold up, wait (Hold up, wait)
    'Cause I really gotta set one thing straight
    I'm not chowing on the chocha so that you'll reciprocate
    I just go in (go in)
    No strings (no strings)
    Tastes great (tastes great)
    Fun times (vitamins!)
    I got a wand tongue
    I'm doing sorcery
    If you don't want none
    Well that's just more for me

    I'm going down
    On you

    I'm going down on you like I like it but bruh I'm lyin'
    'Cause I don't like it I luh that shit's my valentine
    One tiny warning, I'm dining on your gourmet form until the morning
    Performing like it'll stop global warming
    My pallet has got no equal
    Talent could vanquish evil
    And maybe make Rick Moranis be in the Ghostbusters sequel
    One taste and I'm wailing "god bless!" (god bless!)
    Until you quiver I will not rest (not rest)
    Licking repeatedly like your beaver's a square reader
    And my tongue is a VISA debit card that failed to process
    It's like the Miracle Worker and I'm blind and I'm deaf and dumb
    Plus each inch my body's numb except for the tip of my tongue
    And each Wikipedia topic's printed in microscopic raised ink on your clit
    So the single option I got to know something about this wonderful globe that
    We come from'sto locate your swollen bean and then probe the folds of it
    Fiendishly til you cumabout infinity times
    And baby that isn't a crime

    I'm going down
    I'm going down
    I'm going down
    On you

    Given our planet's gender ratio
    It'd be a mockery glossing over fellatio (there he go)
    Meaning that really fucking quick
    I gotta touch on sucking dick
    Many guys visualize giving BJs And say "eww"
    But can we just please give smoking pole a calm objective view?
    I'm pretty straight, but I'll state: sexuality's an arc
    Maybe I can suck a flashlight so my soul will not be dark
    Why couldn't I get sexual with a man at all?
    At thirteen I was in my bedroom fucking stuffed animals
    If I can bang an inanimate object can't I jam the crotch of a man
    In my jaw and softly massage it?
    Fellas vomit like "what if the sausage is smelling hella funky?"
    Don't you wash your fucking junk, B?
    Of course I wouldn't devour icky salami
    But that goes the same for encountering stinky punani
    So in this scenario where I brush my teeth with a penis
    Let's assume that the penis we're dealing with sparkles the cleanest of all
    Penis penis on the wall
    With those well proportioned balls

    I'm going down
    On you

    So let's say you're okay with your lips around a cock
    But you still can't wrap your mind around the final moneyshot
    Don't give up! if the nut is what truly makes it foul
    Then just get him close to busting and hand him a paper towel
    Yup! no gravy on your chin!
    Yup! everybody wins!
    Yup! squirrel to an acorn
    Dudes like to look at dicks in their straight porn
    Put your hands up if you got hangups
    Put your hands up if you got hangups
    If I could get with it I'd have a wider ocean I'm fishing in
    But I'm inhibited by my social conditioning
    So where my head's at present the oddsare gloomy
    That I would agree to feast on a D that's presented to me
    But I'm not officially ruling out
    That at some point in my life I'll have a dingaling in my mouth
    This song was submitted on October 16th, 2016.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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