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[intro]
Another Day In Stella Mae
[verse]
This time her hair pink
My tape pink
And I think
I know where I want my dick to sink
(Drop – Hard 808s, laser FX, distorted vocal chop: “Pink… Haired… Passion…”)
Pink hair, pink tape, she’s my pop-art whore
Lips like paint, she licks the canvas I tore
hair locked in, dress like chrome
She came to get owned — and I brought the throne
Daddy in charge, I direct the scene
She sucks my cock like she worships me
Pink on her scalp, silver on her thighs
She rides my pole with fire in her eyes
Click, click — that’s the camera flash
But she’s chasing my climax like whore dash
She wants it deep, she wants it loud
She wants my load painted on her mouth
You were art before I touched you…
As deep as my art can get
Pink hair soaked in sweat…
Your pussy wet, yet grips it in place
making me want to paint your face…
[bridge]
…Full of cum. Full of grace.
(Final Drop – Aggressive, faster hi-hats, distorted bass growl)
[verse]
Backshot queen in a silver dream
Pussy clenching, back arched extreme
Side doggy grind, froggy thrust deep
She took every inch, playing for keeps
Now she’s sticky, lips swollen, cheeks wet
Pink hair messy, but she’s not done yet
Another scene? Another roll of tape?
Or should I break her again — and call it art?Pink Haired Passion…
She came for the lens…
But stayed for the Daddy in me.
