Salma Hayek - WARGASM (UK)

Coming in with all the subtlety of

A pack of wild dogs

Every time we open our mouths

(Gunshots, gunshots, gunshots, gun)

We keep your conscience in line

With those dirty dirty thoughts

But if we put our money where our mouth is

Would we be able to talk

Talk me down

I’ll come around in the morning

You say it’s messed up when I act this way

But I like it

Embrace decay

Embrace decay

Embrace decay

Embrace decay

Embrace decay

Embrace decay

Embrace decay

Embrace decay

You got your snake wrappd round my neck

Just like I’m Salma Hayek

All thse boys are choking

Gotta give it to them cardiac