Britney, I can feel your sadness. The world is filled with madness, and everybody takes it out on you and there’s nothing you can do but girl I want you to know that I’m not one of those because I don’t care what they all say, I’d still have sex with you any day…any day.
Britney, nobody really knows you. Yet they all think they can judge you. Although I’m not a fan of your music, the way they treat you girl it makes me sick and, just know that I can hear your cries and I’d still love to get between those thighs, because I don’t care what they all say, I’d still have sex with you any day…any day.
And if you want to marry meeeeee, as long as I don’t have to sign a pre-nup I agreeeeeeeeeeeeeee… (so that if, God forbid, we ever get a divorce, I’d be legally entitled to half of your estate.) because I don’t care what they all say, no I don’t care what they all say, I’d still tap that ass…any day.
Compositor: Jonathan Frederick Lajoie (Jon Lajoie) ECAD: Obra #13609368