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digbar-the story of the butt demons pt.1 - digbar lyrics

[verse]
100k deposit in my bank made my cake bounce
taking all my n*ggas to a b*tt naked steakhouse
we gotta celebrate this f*cking money, i’m gon’ spend some
then one of my n*ggas texted me, do you care if jim comes?
i don’t know jim super well, but he a cool dude
he studying college, so all he get to eat is school food
man i don’t give a f*ck it’s fifty bucks to let my boy eat
i be taking care of all my n*ggas, that’s how boys be
so me jim, james, john, and jerry all hopped in the jeep
pushin’ like 160 in the whip, i made them clench the seat
then we pull up to the steakhouse we finna’ chow down
jerry walked up to me he said “look what i just found out”

[skit]
what jerry what
wha* *sigh*
whatchu find out n*gga
i was just tryna *sigh*
i turned the beat off so everybody could hear you
why are you mad bro? *sigh*
what the f*ck you find out
bro i was just trying to tell you about the b*tt naked steakhouse bro
what?
what about the steakhouse man
bro just listen it’s going to sound crazy
but their’s a waiter in here named bobby b*tthole
and that n*gga’s caked up for real like, i ain’t never seen a wagon
on a n*gga like that since my old john deer wagon i used to have
but anyway man that don’t matter what i’m tryna say is he’s tapped in
with the b*tt demons, the booty b*tt demons bro
n*gga what the f*ck is a b*tt demon, like what the f*ck you talkin’ bout?
does anybody know what this n*gga’s talking about?
ji* jim do you know what the f*ck he’s talking about?
i mean, yeah like basically there’s a rumor that
that bobby like to take groups of people to his house
that want to experience what’s going on with this sh*t
he got a ceramic d*ld*, and you sit down
and you say “show me something n*gga”
and a big ass n*gga appears start clappin’ yo ass
h*ll* h*ll no, no!
what? what?
i mean yall n*gga’s are actually gay
so like if that was somehow possibly real
i know yall would f*ck with it, fruity ass n*ggas
there ain’t no booty b*tt cheeks or
whatever his f*cking name is, and there d*mn
sure ain’t no glass d*ld* in a booty dungeon, that summons big n*ggas
whatever man, we tried to warn you bro
jim who are you n*gga? how do you even know this sh*t
man you gon’ find out sooner or later man
like don’t worry about where i get my sh*t from
alright man, enough of this sh*t
bro we gonna go in here we gon’ eat
and none of that sh*ts gonna happen watch
i’m gon’ to turn the beat back on now all right?
all right bet
[verse 2]
eating up some good ass food, that’s my hobby
no sign of a n*gga in this b*tch named bobby
then a girl brought us right to our table
that was quick wow
we was all naked, it was cold when we sit down
i’m sittin’ there waited for my waiter, it was ten till’
jim, james, john, and jerry shaking they can’t sit still
i’m just lookin’ at them fear covering their body
they was pointing at the waiter, so i turned, and it was
bobby?
what the he* ain’t no way that n*gga’s name tag says bobby
i’m still not buying it though

- digbar lyrics

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