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bbw anthem - dasgasdom3 lyrics

[verse: dasgasdom3]
wait, wait, what, what i say?
f*ck is a drive through, take a b*tch to the buffet
b*tch so godd*mn hungry, she ate the f*ckin’ plate
try to handle salads, now she slappin’ sh*t up out my face
feed five for farm dom, plеase feed me
feed five fo farm, thе b*tch try to eat me
she ain’t vegetarian, the way she’s slurpin’ onto meat
she tryna’ order more food, i’m askin’ for the check please
[chorus]
got two fat b*tches on the couch, two bbw
peanut b*tter jelly on that p*ssy like a crustable
bou, bou, bounce on that d*ck like she jumpable
she l!ckin’ on my d*ck like a motherf*ckin’ lunchable
eat the d*ck good, spit it out like a beluga whale
young n*gga going hammer time, imma beat the nail
d*ck so godd*mn long, look like the oregon trail
she gon’ fantasize about this d*ck, like it’s a fairy tale

[verse2: dasgasdom3]
suffocating from them b00bies, i cannot relax
we went in netflix and chill, sike the b*tch wanted snacks
this b*tch tried to put on an orbit, that’s your twin b*tch, relax
actually, get up on that treadmill and run them f*ckin’ laps
go ahead and run them f*ckin’ meters, you get faster i’ma [?]
try to give a can of sprite, but now she want the whole liter
godd*mn b*tch, can you stop motherf*ckin’ eatin’?
you gaining weight faster, then my hairline receding

[chorus]
got two fat b*tches on the couch, two bbw
peanut b*tter jelly on that p*ssy like a crustable
bou, bou, bounce on that d*ck like she jumpable
she l!ckin’ on my d*ck like a motherf*ckin’ lunchable
eat the d*ck good, spit it out like a beluga whale
young n*gga going hammer time, imma beat the nail
d*ck so godd*mn long, look like the oregon trail
she gon’ fantasize about this d*ck, like it’s a fairy tale
[verse3: quandale dingle]
yeah, that lil’ b*tch fantasizing about the d*ck
bend her ass over, i’ma give the b*tch my f*ckin’ d*ck
you don’t wanna play with quandy wandy, yeah that’s f*ckin’ it
i’m the realest n*gga that there ever was and ever is
n*gga i’m sh*tin’ and p*ssin’, all on these b*tches
i f*ck a fat b*tch in walmart, near the dishes
two days later, my f*ckin’ b*lls started itching

[bridge]
hold up n*gga, i gotta get louder
yeah, yeah

[verse4: quandale dingle]
see these hoes, they keep playin’, with a young n*gga quandy
f*ckin’ on a mexican b*tch, her name is juani
i’m f*ckin’ on an asian b*tch, she’s so h*rny
she l!ckin’ on my meat, yes she l!ckin’ my baloney
she finna eat my d*ck up, like matt stonie
the p*ssy’s so creamy, you can call it macaroni
i’m f*ckin’ on some robot p*ssy, made by sony
these b*tches call me sick as h*ll, call me karoni
i put the peanut b*tter and jelly all on my b*lls
i told her ”get the f*ck down on your knees and l!ck it all”
ohh i heard you n*ggas in trouble, you better call [?]
ohh i heard that n*gga want the hand, you better walk off
the n*gga finna get the f*ckin’ gun, i’ma pop off
get the bag above your head, and n*gga i’ma drop you off
[outro]
ha, goofy ahh uncle productions

- dasgasdom3 lyrics

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