Whiskey Dick Lyrics & Chords By Samuel L. Jackson

Cold grey is the cement where I lay watching the pig in his uniform take a slug from his coffee He bought with the money that he earns watching making sure that you and I stay on cold...read more

Oh my God, I feel sick Drank too much, whiskey dick Tried so hard with this chick Still too soft, whiskey dick Rise it must, point to prove Wait, I just felt it move Tried...read more

Gotta girlfriend, she's so pretty Makes me happy, when im shitty When she laughs, she thinks im witty, yeah. She can kiss, and smells like flowers Wears work shirts and...read more