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; Ski Mask The Slump God and DIRTYFACESMOOK]
She swallow my kids (swallow my, swallow my)
She swallow my jits
She swallow my kids (swallow my, swallow my)
She swallow my jits
She suck on my dick
She chewing on bib
She don't wanna fuck me
She wanna fuck my wrist
Wrist cold just like, Johnny Dang took a piss
Flip his shit, just like I'm Hashing Slasher in this bitch
She swallow my kids, she murder my jits
She swallow my kids, she murder my jits
Just like it Futurama, she acting fine
Ok like, when I fist or poke her, with my dick she goin' die
Is he serious, I think you delirious
Bitch, I gang bang, and I'm bloody like a period
She swallow my kids, swallow my jits
Feel like Vegeta, my wrist is on Frieza
No I don't love her, I fuck her then leave her
I gave her that wood, I feel like a beaver
I'm sipping on pink, I feel like it's Easter
Wrist be so water bitch, it can break a dam
Look up in my pockets ain't nothing said, but Green eggs Sam
Wait till a nigga be beating on the pussy like Flintstone, Bam Bam!
After I choke her, turn off ceiling fan
It's my party I can cry if I want to
It's my party, I get high if I want to
This my party, I can die if I want to
Just like Futurama, I get fried if I want to
She swallow my kids, she murder my jits
She swallow my kids, she murder my jits
She swallow my kids, she swallow my jits
Red dot, nuke long
Head shot, head shot
I said, red dot, nuke long
Head shot, head shot