My angel's most polite when I am on my knees, yeah And I am even nicer when she asks me please Doesn't make me pray too long Till she's dancing on my tongue And when she's done she shows me how she got them wings
She looks just like a God, baby call me catholic She fucks just like a God, cuff it up I'm yours Can't find a single flaw, I think she's holographic Keep stringing me along I need no Religion When you fuck it like a God
Oh Gabriel can't decide if I'm a friend or foe (They not even together though) And she said: I don't think he even tries to make me curl my toes Think ya big and tough daddy? That's what she's been calling me Go wash ya balls before ya tell me what I already know I'm homo
It's because she fucks just like a God, baby call me catholic She looks just like a God, cuff it up I'm yours I got to pray for more, she said she's telepathic Keep stringing me along I need no religion When you fuck it like a
You fuck it like a God You fuck it like a God
(She fucks just like a God) Not to be too dramatic, miss (She fucks just like a God) That angel puss is galactic shit (She fucks just like a God) Psychopathic, pornographic, both angelic and satanic But I gotta fucking have it You fuck just like a God