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Next song Papa ain't call even though he saw me on TV It's all good (fuck you) But now my balls, balls deep in this broads jaws Swallow girl, it's just nutt' Bitches scared to let me smash on they ass Yeah, they heard I'm fuckin' nuts like the swag of a fag Like me and Tekeli was gagging in the back of the cabin Camp Floggnaw nigga you can tell by the badge (Pass me my inhaler) I'm sick of hacking and coughing, I'm often this fucking awesome I'm animals, Noah's arking, often just rapping nonsense Four stories in my home like, 'What the fuck's an apartment, nigga?' Get shit popping like Peter's pores during puberty And take bets on how quickly Tyler can reach maturity Cussing out Siri like a waitress with no patience Oh, you want a tip bitch, well here's my dick for gratiturity, bitch You man!
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