Fishers of Men
FISHERS OF MEN
Thy tender lips speak seduction
Thy eyes as charming as the stars
Thy buttocks a drummer's vibe
Thy thoughts lingers on a man's wealth
Thy love buried beneath the abyss of lies
Thy heart as slippery as an okra soup
Doesn't last a second in one hand
A hand full of men thou desires
One goes and thou finds another to fill in
Money unto money thy ambition
Fish men and eat them dry
The electrocuted fishes shock out thy pants
Woe unto thee !
Devil's fisherman
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