Bend by Trust The Child Lyrics
[Hook]
We could bend
Tell a spouse, tell a friend
You're my one till the end
You're my one
BEND
Tell a spouse, tell a friend
You're my one till the end
You're my one
[Verse 1]
Pussy
Ooh that thang is cushy, let me touch upon your tushy
Ooh you got me blushin, ooh you got me in my QWERTY
Ooh you got me sussing, ooh you got me feeling dirty
Ooh you got me truant, got me calling into work
I’m just tryna tie you up and maybe make you squirt
And we ain’t really gotta try, let's put the pie up on my shirt
And we ain’t really gotta hide, let’s get to fuckin in the dirt
Like animals that's pullin down the zipper, liftin up the skirt
Your animorphinosity won’t let you pass it up
I know I fought the other day but I been getting gassin up
I swore I’d listen to you proper we could do it over ohs
Instead of yelling at you crazy go out shopping
I know that you love my new clothes though
I been crazy by the boatload
I'd let you tie me down by my whole throat
You want me stroke like I’m old folk
Pussy
Ooh you fucking pretty, got me looking in your shirt
Ooh you got me blushin, ooh you got me feeling hurt
Ooh you got me hurting, but your energy’s worth it
Ooh you got some chocolate, let me lift it off your skirt
Ooh you got a thong on, let me see you fuckin twerk it
Ooh you got a couple reasons ima fuckin hurt ya
Ooh you got me beatin cheeks and rubbin ya In circles
Ooh you got me easy backshottin off the pussy
[Bridge]
Pink smile
Where’s your head, child?
Feel so rich, I
Can’t resist, I
[Hook]
Bend
Tell a spouse, tell a friend
You're my one till the end
You're my one
BEND
Tell a spouse, tell a friend
You're my one till the end
You're my one
[Outro]
(Yeah)
(Tell a friend)
(We could bend)
We could bend
Tell a spouse, tell a friend
You're my one till the end
You're my one
BEND
Tell a spouse, tell a friend
You're my one till the end
You're my one
[Verse 1]
Pussy
Ooh that thang is cushy, let me touch upon your tushy
Ooh you got me blushin, ooh you got me in my QWERTY
Ooh you got me sussing, ooh you got me feeling dirty
Ooh you got me truant, got me calling into work
I’m just tryna tie you up and maybe make you squirt
And we ain’t really gotta try, let's put the pie up on my shirt
And we ain’t really gotta hide, let’s get to fuckin in the dirt
Like animals that's pullin down the zipper, liftin up the skirt
Your animorphinosity won’t let you pass it up
I know I fought the other day but I been getting gassin up
I swore I’d listen to you proper we could do it over ohs
Instead of yelling at you crazy go out shopping
I know that you love my new clothes though
I been crazy by the boatload
I'd let you tie me down by my whole throat
You want me stroke like I’m old folk
Pussy
Ooh you fucking pretty, got me looking in your shirt
Ooh you got me blushin, ooh you got me feeling hurt
Ooh you got me hurting, but your energy’s worth it
Ooh you got some chocolate, let me lift it off your skirt
Ooh you got a thong on, let me see you fuckin twerk it
Ooh you got a couple reasons ima fuckin hurt ya
Ooh you got me beatin cheeks and rubbin ya In circles
Ooh you got me easy backshottin off the pussy
[Bridge]
Pink smile
Where’s your head, child?
Feel so rich, I
Can’t resist, I
[Hook]
Bend
Tell a spouse, tell a friend
You're my one till the end
You're my one
BEND
Tell a spouse, tell a friend
You're my one till the end
You're my one
[Outro]
(Yeah)
(Tell a friend)
(We could bend)