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Y'all ponies be bitchin, when all you need is Spike, 'Cuz I know how to treat dat ass, prude or dyke, Now don't be hatin', 'cuz dem fillies are at mah beck'n call, 'Cuz I know Twilight, y'wanna join my thrall,
Ya thinkin' 'bout me when in mah crib that's right, Flutter, baby, you spulch ta me every night, But that's okay, 'cuz I got room in mah treasure trove, 'Cuz when you're with Spike, it's more than makin' love!
'Cuz I'm Spike, mares an' bitches can't get enough, Celestia, baby, how's dem lonely nights goin' without me? It's cool, girl, I know what you're thinkin' of, though, Let's meet behind that lake, make dat fantasies reality!
Dash, Pinkie, ya like what 'choo see? I don't blame you girl, even I would do me, 'S fine, mah fillies, it's all good, Why don't we book fer three tonight, I'll show ya what's under da hood!
Applejack, baby, dat ass is crankin' good, What'chu eatin' girl, 'cause that junk is shakin' lewd, Don't mind bendin' over, I'll just let myself in, Show dem how it's done, moan like dem girls sing!
'Cuz I'm Spike. Yeah. |