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sigma grindset! (extended version) - hilariouscock lyrics

[intro: hilariousc*ck]
i got your b*tch, she a slave for my pleasures
i got so much money that you cannot measure
cannot use a ruler, my d*ck is a ruler

[interlude: hilariousc*ck, in, des kelly & zlatan ibrahimovic]
ooh
the queef god up in this b*tch (yeah yeah yeah)
trapper of the century, you know what the f*ck’s going on motherf*cker (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
how you so good at football
you need to f*ck a horse
what?
exactly
[verse 1: hilariousc*ck]
got so much money, i just be flexing
i got your mom, and she be texting
she wanna be friends, shе lying, ‘cause she s*xting
shе want me so bad that she tried to molest me
i sh*t on you like i’m on my diamond toilet i actually have, and i’m really not capping
diamond toilet paper with me, i’m cr*pping
all i be doing with my life is trapping
you know i had to hop inside the coupe
brown leather insides like i took a p**p
it must’ve been all that muhf*ckin soup
car is so fast that i could do a loop
f*ck the pedestrians up, in the street
skrt in this b*tch while i’m beating my meat
yes the amount i have is not cap, and i’m totally not making tweets

[chorus: hilariousc*ck & in]
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b*tch, she a slave for my pleasures
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b*tch, she a slave for my pleasures
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b*tch, she a slave for my pleasures
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b*tch, she a slave for my pleasures (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[verse 2: in, hilariousc*ck & both]
ayy little n*gga i pop a lil perc, and i pop a lil lean and i bop on this sh*t
wait, i got lean on my shirt
wait, i got lean on my shirt
yeah little n*gga i pull up with pistols, and i’m in your block and ima let ‘em pop
cause i don’t give a f*ck, little n*gga you suck ima pull up on you with a muhf*ckin truck, yeah (what kind?)
a garbage truck, yeah (okay)
and a d*ld* in yo ass, yeah (huh)
all you n*ggas f*cking stupid
pull up on you with the cash, yeah (too much money)
all of my n*ggas go crazy, popping lean, popping lean, popping percies (yeah we do that)
yeah, i know lean’s a drink, but i still pop it n*gga (cool)

[chorus: hilariousc*ck]
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b*tch, she a slave for my pleasures
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b*tch, she a slave for my pleasures
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b*tch, she a slave for my pleasures
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b*tch, she a slave for my pleasures

[outro: hilariousc*ck]
i got your b*tch, she a slave for my pleasures
i got so much money that you cannot measure
cannot use a ruler, my d*ck is a ruler
i might need a cooler, shoot beams like i’m frieza
elsa got my d*ck frozen, her mouth a freezer
need p*ssy with a built in heater for my millimeter defeater
then i’ll fly away like a griffin, no peter
i’m h*rny as f*ck

- hilariouscock lyrics

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