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the story of dwight - digbar & mannyily lyrics

[verse 1: digbar]
it was 10pm, on a friday night
when i walked into walmart tryna buy me some slight
then i spotted me a n*gga, 6’10, be his height
when i looked into his eyes, man, he filled me with delight
i said, “hey! how’s your night?”
he said, “good, my name dwight”
i was tryna be polite but that boy booty lookin’ tight
i said, “dwight, you from around here?”
god d*mn, he got a round rear
he said he live in town here
told me that he just moved down here
i was like, “bet”, i gotta move fast
“i like you and i like yo ass”
“and i really do wanna smash”
“my place, we can both go crash”
he said, “404, 128, 32 then 58”
that n*gga just gave me his number so he can come over and get him some d*ck today
fast forward, man, it’s game time
pants way below my waistline
my phone started f*ckin’ ringin’, it was that n*gga callin’ me on facetime
i know i’ma get in his booty, i’m really just hopin’ that n*gga will take mine
i’ma run up and dunk my nuts like lebron drivin’ down the baseline, it’s game time
i open the door, like, what the f*ck? he’s big and buff
that n*gga look tough, we finna get rough
he come in the room, he ain’t say sh*t
is he ready for this g*y sh*t?
then he took his pants off, like he finna do graffiti, that boy finna spray sh*t
he a black n*gga so based off stereotypes i’m finna get grape d*ck
i mean great d*ck
i hopped on the d*ck like a sp*ceship
like banana, i did me a grey split
and after that, man, y’all know how it all goes
digbar come through, kickin’ them guts n*gga, like john jones
he squirmin’ all over, he think it’s all over
man, that n*gga got two big old b*tt*cheeks like mia malkova
i tried to warn him about this big old meat n*gga ‘fore he came over
then my d*ck, i finally put him to sleep, n*gga, it is game over
[interlude: digbar & mannyily]
now, dwight, look
i know i just woke you up when you asleep
but every time i have a n*gga come over i got a suprise for ’em
it’s not really a object or anything
but, you know, it’s a* it’s another n*gga
uh, yeah

[verse 2: mannyily]
his name is dwight
walk in the room and it’s covered in white
digbar broke his back so i put it in rice
he comin’ over, he actin’ polite
he stayin’ for like four or five nights
got me a thick black boy on my right
slidin’ the meat on his face like some ice
what can i say, man, i really like guys
i’m tryna hit from the back when i walk in the room because i’m tryna smash
digbar got the front so i’ma pull up and stroke from the back
told dwight to go call his mom and then go call his dad
’cause it’s a g*y party and dwight ain’t comin’ back, b*tch, pah

- digbar mannyily lyrics

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