

Prompt / Lyrics
Shrine! Shrine! Shrine. Yeah - She a minx, but when she cry’s it kinda stings, but you should hear her when she sings. That day I bought a diamond ring. Baby come my way, I don’t see another way. I wanna see it on display, walking down the runway. She’s my - little pink soda pop, sucking on her lollipop. One look gonna make you wanna stop, wetter when she sitting on top. She blowing up my phone, because I hit it better. You know you whenever she feeling it, when she bite her bottom lip. You’re a chump complaining about the slop, and I’m not - that’s why shes bouncing on my cock. Heaven sent, Fishnets - turtleneck - sweater vest. What a gift - how do I resist when she shaking those hips. When she walks - she don’t run, she skates or skips. Long socks - pigtails, pink hair - neon crocks. Trying to get that ass within my grip. Stripes to fit - finger nails that got that candy land finish. Pouty Red, may just have to give her my family’s lineage. Call her sugar tits - gets her pissed - a real white knuckle kinda sis. Use the fur across her shoulders and choke a trick. Quick to get lit, looking for a gang of spirits. Catch her in her retro bedroom taking hella rips. This is just the tip, just relax take another sip. Not to flex - but I can’t wait to see what we’re trying next. Heaven sent, Fishnets - turtleneck - sweater vest. What a gift - how do I resist when she shaking those hips. When she walks - she don’t run, she skates or skips. Long socks - pigtails, pink hair - neon crocks. Trying to get that ass within my grip. Stripes to fit - finger nails that got that candy land finish. Pouty Red lipstick, may just have to give her my family’s lineage. She’s my - little pink soda pop, got shake her up a bit, and make her blow her top. (Chop-Chop) She’s my - little pink soda pop, got shake her up a bit, with her sitting on top. She’s my - little pink soda pop, shake her up a bit and shes gonna have to hip - hip - hop! Just a little pink, and maybe a little stink. Get me going every day of the week. Checking out my phone, hoping she gonna send me a little peak. Kisses me on the cheek, right before I leave. Puts my head in her lap whenever I need a nap. She even joins me for my night cap, getting flush, smoke some kush. Jump into the sack, beating up her guts, we ain’t in a rush - we can stay in bed until dusk. Hallow! Hallowed!
Tags
Gothic Industrial, dark wave, witch house, male.
3:04
No
2/23/2026