Sons Of Butcher
Sons Of Butcher - Whip 'em Out songtekst
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How do you know the size When most the bras compress the fullness It takes a well trained eye To compensate the weight versus tightness But it's never been too hard for me Whip those out Give them some breathing room Why the hell woulda strap 'em down I can't see how bras are even comfortable Whip those out for all of the world to see Especially me Whip those out Whip those out Whip those out Whip those out C'mon, do it It's fun fantasize But I would rather see them with my own eyes If all of you whip 'em out at the same time So whip 'em out on the count of three 1..2..3 Whip those out Give them some breathing room Why the hell woulda strap 'em down I can't see how bras are even comfortable Whip those out for all of the world to see Especially me Whip those out Whip those out Why flash 'em alone again When all your friends Can flash them with you So get ready to bare it all Without the bra You know what to do Whip those out Whip those out Whip those out