Sons Of Butcher - Whip'Em Out | Текст песни

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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
It won't be embarrassing
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

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