Well I'm probably not gonna record this I just needed to get this shit off my chest. Oh and for some reason I did the girls opposite of chronilogical order, not sure why
I'm finally decided, to make a fuckin slut list,
First off, Kylea, the prude bitch gave me blue balls,
Now my nuts pissed, busted a load, needin new drawls,
She's a part of my slut list, she used to cut her wrist,
I was a sucker for her long eyelashes, and flutter of her eyes,
Gave me goosebumps, chills, and butterflies,
I would say stuff, like "For an angel like you, I aint pray enough,"
Or you lighten up the room, like lightening in the sky,
But just like rain, she's wet everywhere, and inviting every guy,
So in turn, I would write her songs, and call her Miss Blue Eyes,
And look who the bitch got on the side, two guys,
I would have fuckin gone to war, for this fuckin blonde whore,
Now I'm just a pawn for, her little slutty tricky games,
This bitches fuckin mouth should be marked, with sticky stains,
You lyin' bitch, have fun sucking Ryan's dick,
Fuckin cunt, I gave you a fuckin pearl necklace,
Your pussy must be a car, and this girl's wreckless,
Guh, I'm sick of all these fuckin white bitches,
Who are sluts, in pink thongs and tight britches,
And I guess I turn 'em off, like light switches,
So fuuuuck bitches, fuck em all,
Moving on, with Amelia, she was so scantily clad,
So I'm thinking to myself, hmm this can't be bad,
She would give me simple pecks on the cheek,
Telling me I promise, I'll give you sex in a week,
I know its a lie, but my cock erects when when shes speak,
The flutter in her eyes, gives my stomach butterflies,
But I'm soon figuring out, this cunt is a slut for guys,
At some kids house, we kissed by the above ground pool,
You fake cunt, I guess your fuckin fake love found a fool,
Your tan fucking body, won't look good when your burning in hell,
When you got HIV, it won't help learning to spell,
Or when your fixing up your body, ready for earning to sell,
Have fun jacking off, DJ, until his sack is soft,
You say your a Christian, and breaking up is God's way,
But what will he say, when your taking it on Broadway,
He'll send your cheating ass to hell, pass the smell,
And you'll go straight to suckin Satans dick,
He's horny for you cunt, I'm sure it'll straighten quick,
Guh, I'm sick of all these fuckin white bitches,
Who are sluts, in pink thongs and tight britches,
And I guess I turn 'em off, like light switches,
So fuuuuck bitches, fuck em all,
Up comes Natalie, my first kiss, let's see if this Goth will bite,
I'm, for some reason attracted like a moth to a light,
She puts my hand on her breast, her shirt says slipknot,
Tongues swirls, hers is down my throat, now her lips caught,
She forced me against the wall, I looked down and her hips rock,
Her thighs, surprised, her pussy purred cries,
I told her I had a huge dick and every word was lies,
I'm up to bat, and I already got to second base,
My lips conformed to hers, it beckoned the taste,
The only girl ever in my life that wasn't a cunt,
But my dick is something her pussy, doesn't want,
So what next, slut sex, with another girl until my nuts flex,
I'll remember all these girls, they shaped my personality,
Oh and I wish you all the best,
but my best is you all getting raped and cursin loudly,
I hope at some point in your life, your uncles try to finger your crotch,
And each time there's a family reunion, you linger in their watch,