Pitchforks lyrics - Boondox (feat. Skribbal)

Welcome to the south

You got a pretty mouth

And if it make sound and I'll take ya tongue rip it out

And please excuse tha mess

I wasn't expecting guest

But since ya here we might as well just try and make tha best

Why ya out here all alone

On ya own so far from home

And who thinkin bout callin stop with the squallin

And give me that fuckin phone

Ain't nobody gone hear you scream

And hell naw this ain't no dream

You dancing with devil now

And some things is about to get extreme

Ya seem a little tense and once again excuse my manners

It must be little of stressful me here standin with a hammer

But I promise it don't matter

I got something else in mind

And even though I love the splatter

I think I'm gone take my time

She my baby, my darlin'

She harvest the garden

She precious like death is

She thirsty, that bitch starvin'

All we do is sit around soakin' in the blood

It's a flood, soak it up

I'm in love with my pitchfork

She my baby, my darlin'

She harvest the garden

She precious like death is

She thirsty, that bitch starvin'

All we do is sit around soakin' in the blood

It's a flood, soak it up

I'm in love with my pitchfork

My girl is starvin

Yeah I call her Clementine

And oh my darlin

I think that you gone like this friend of mine

She all about tha lovin

And her kiss is soft

But if ya keep on strugglin bitch

Then I promise you gone piss her off

Isn't she lovely

Just beautiful from head to toe

Not very cuddly but when she grab

You ain't no lettin go

And she just let me know she ready to play

So I'll undo this rope

And then bitch you need to run away

I'm playin we ain't chasin but ya should'a seen ya face

I think it's time to feed her cravin she been waitin for a taste

When she enter you I promise you ain't ever felt this way

She my pitchfork your goddess predator and you tha pray

She my baby, my darlin'

She harvest the garden

She precious like death is

She thirsty, that bitch starvin'

All we do is sit around soakin' in the blood

It's a flood, soak it up

I'm in love with my pitchfork

She my baby, my darlin'

She harvest the garden

She precious like death is

She thirsty, that bitch starvin'

All we do is sit around soakin' in the blood

It's a flood, soak it up

I'm in love with my pitchfork