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obama pussy | o13ama puzzy - fritty quik lyrics

pre-chorus]
downtown creeping, my j-zz be seeping
see it around the corner, i be peeping
out of nowhere, it comes leaping
all the jews around me start the weeping
it’s the spooky coochie
smell kinda like some blue cheese
it’s wet and kinda soupy
i can’t get hard, i’m just droopy

hey h-llo can i get the poo please
just woke up think i got roofied
in the p-rn biz, gotta keep the youth pleased
i might pull out my t-ts like obama

[chorus]
obama finna get up in them cheeks
obama finna get up in them cheeks

[verse 1]
this is gonna be some fire sh-t man
this next verse i promise c-nt

row row row you -ss gently down to customs
if you ain’t with dolla, i’ll blast you with the mustard
hickory d-ckery dock, she done pooed on your rock
b-tch -ss boi master of the choc c-ckblock
fritty like itty bitty t-tties getting litty with a sticky in pouch
nut all up on your couch, eat your dog, pat his head through my -ss
light the gr-ss, i don’t p-ss, slobber on blunt before a b-tch
last week homie died eating -ss
sh-t be real out here, pink eye ain’t trill
but i still ain’t made no switch, f-ck a cactus ‘fore a b-tch
rather be black in a lynch, with a cord around the tip, yelling pick axe in the rim, but i’m just playin’
but d-cks all i’m slayin’, steady prayin’ to the basedgod
f-ck the girl i ain’t have, while i’m smiffin’ rock in cl-ss
click clack, don’t rap fast, but small wee wee crack gl-ss
you just wish you could wrap yams, all while i’m s-xing lamps

[chorus]
obama finna get up in them cheeks
obama finna get up in them cheeks

[verse 2]
fritty eating tinned tuna out a baboon -ss b-tch
she harambe chewing fruit loops out my backseat caboose
tightening hold on jk rowling, help go get the noose
your books are f-cking boring, shut up prepare the lube
you too and i’m talking ksi, end yo -ss like a creampie
pretend your black like brown rice
your hair look like live lice
i beat you in any type, unlike you my nips tight
i ain’t in the side, i’m front and center
sti check up centre, bet your d-ck, all cheesed up and bent
yuck

i might just take a sh-t and get away with it
play with the brown till my hands splittin’
my -sshole write a book like sally rippin
i hit my b-lls real hard like a game of cricket

we’re gonna f-cking switch up!

roblox b-tches only b-tches on the list
ellen getting broke, still finna hit a lick
no package here, get hit wit the fist
need my dope not later, hit his b-n-r with a brick
saw a bulge in her pants, so u know i had to frisk
i almost k!lled a b-tch, cause she didn’t do a trick
pull up with the stick put his p-n-s health at risk
exploring the coochie, diggin’ with a pick
b-tch

- fritty quik lyrics

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