Creamy Deluxe Lyrics

Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm not a man of wealth

But I do have some taste

Missin' a fine woman, would be a waste

Not checkin' her out, that'd be the real test

There's not a chance

I stalk my preys, I grin to kill

They fall in love with me and pay the bill

Checkmate, the fool has become king

Another free room from my future ex-queen

Yeah, queen is the size of the bed where I fuck her

And with me she'd like to cuddle for hours

I swear to you she asked me to, that's true, I screw her and I'm through

But her butt is just the place where I bust a nut

After I just fucked her face, like a little slut

Her majesty sure knows her manners

She won't talk with a mouthful of butter, that's better

I know what she wants but I know she don't know what I want

She want a bunch o' kids, a wedding gown and a crown

And a suburbian house, and a dog, and a rose

But I just have a gun, I just wanna run

Now It's time for me to fly away from this nest

My fool gotta make his move, I gotta get dressed

Raise my head, and get away from the bed

Slam the door after I messed up the place

I'm a king without a crown and my queen is all alone

That's life, baby girl you know I have to go

But please don't take a blow in your pride

I m sated girl, sated not satisfied

Leave you; like a smelly shit that's what I did

Nothing personal, same for every girl I meet

Treating them girls like bits and pieces of meat

J. Mellow wanna change his eating habits

Thank you for your hospitality

Bed and TV

You are crying in front of

I release you baby I'm off

It was sympathetic to have sex with you

Goodbye and take care of you

Eat! Hunt! Sleep! Snatch up!

Eat! Hunt! Sleep! Snatch up!

Eat! Hunt! Sleep! Snatch up!

Eat! Hunt! Sleep! Snatch up!

Chapter 3, The problem is me

Always askin' for more

Seducing them on the dancefloor

Saturdays on loop, all my weeks are the same

Michael or Brad I always change my name

And my house, yeah, I don't have the choice

It's the lifestyle of all these fucking toy-boys

I thought myself different from them

We are the same, damn, what a shame!

Abusin' these girls is a good routine!

To be able to live a deluxe life like a king

And, when I wanna come back to my old days

I quit, were just a fuck by the way

Yeah fuckboy! The word that's defines me

'Cause I fuck and hit on any women

Arabic, black chinese jew or whitey

I'm lost and forgotten, I'm just a letter of stan, yeah

No--Not able to live alone

So, the best bastard put his ass on the throne

Mind blown, I was thrown, out the window, I'm a sicko

Psycho mode, last load and I'll hit the road

Jack... my future name might be Jack

Sick of this shit, I'll always be back