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turkey sex nigga - hydracoque lyrics

lyrics
[intro // hydracoque]
yeah motherf*cker hydracoque n*gga, nigpro records motherf*cker, dj dangle d*ck, haven’t said that name in a while motherf*cker, i wanna f*ck a turkey n*gga
i wanna f*ck a motherf*ckin’ male turkey, this turkey s*x n*gga, remember bird s*x n*gga motherf*cker, this turkey s*x n*gga *incoherent mumbling*
ayo where my d*ld* at?

[chorus // hydracoque]
turkey s*x n*gga, gonna be cummin’ inside of a motherf*ckin’ turkey
turkey s*x n*gga, d*ck standin’ tall while my pecs be rеstin’ so perky
turkey s*x n*gga, f*ckin’ on birds all thе time ’til my p*n*s is burning
turkey s*x n*gga, go*go*go*gobble my c*ck, man i’m teachin’, they learning
gettin’ wild with wild turkeys, pluck their feathers to f*ck ’em better
blow their heads off with a shotgun n*gga, then put all their necks down my f*ckin’ p*ck*r
cannot peck me now, you can just s*x me now, i’m predicting cummy bl**dy weather
call me weatherman, i’m forever man, i’m g*y forever ever
[verse 1 // hydracoque]
i ain’t g*y n*gga… sike, yes i am, and i wanna f*ck a bird, a turkey!
i want these feathery [redacted] to jerk me… n*gga that’s absurd, they’re turkeys!
i don’t even care i’m gonna find a f*ckin’ way because i’m h*lla f*ckin’ h*rny and these turkeys are male and i’m g*y
should i f*ck ’em while they’re dead or should i f*ck ’em while alive? my n*gga i don’t know, i want ’em anyway
i want ’em raw, want ’em cooked
i study them and read their body language like a book
and what i gather? is they’re r*t*rded
so they don’t need consent to get started
i know my human partners do not either… but that’s beyond this
out of the scope, unlike the turkeys that i’m aiming at, if i don’t f*ck ’em now i’ll be beyond p*ssed
all the pleasure that i’m gettin’ from f*ckin’ these turkeys is really beyond bliss
rip their feathers out and put them all down my urethra while partin’ my c*ck lips (feelin’ catharsis)
i just love it, i can never ever get enough, and i don’t need a license to hunt
turkeys or thugs, i do what i want, and if you got a problem then you is a c*nt
you should just shut the f*ck up and suck my n*gga d*ck now, but only if you male
i do not f*ck with the b*tches unless they traps, and i can tell by the smell
i’m on the hunt for bussy right now, and i wanna f*ck it
f*ck a male bird or f*ck a male man, f*ck a courier like the other mailman
i wanna spray in, d*mn!
let my cum out my c*ck
and my p*n*s it talks and it tells me to stalk
makes me attack and i f*ck from the back, all these n*ggas gettin’ clapped from my sack ’til they drop
cumshots and gunshots, they always pop off at my mo’f*ckin’ house and i hear ’em outside
gonna be runnin’ out, cummin’ all over the floor and i’m causin’ g*y n*gga creampies
f*ck it, i need to be turnin’ the gain down so i’m not even f*ckin’ clippin’ the mic
but if you got a problem, i’m gonna be dilating your urethra with a railway spike
f*ck it, i’m goin’ crazy n*gga, that’s just what happens sometimes, i cannot help it
so g*y_i loop the chorus again and i’ma beat my d*ck ’til my p*n*s is welted
[chorus // hydracoque]
turkey s*x n*gga, gonna be cummin’ inside of a motherf*ckin’ turkey
turkey s*x n*gga, d*ck standin’ tall while my pecs be restin’ so perky
turkey s*x n*gga, f*ckin’ on birds all the time ’til my p*n*s is burning
turkey s*x n*gga, go*go*go*gobble my c*ck, man i’m teachin’, they learning
gettin’ wild with wild turkeys, pluck their feathers to f*ck ’em better
blow their heads off with a shotgun n*gga, then put all their necks down my f*ckin’ p*ck*r
cannot peck me now, you can just s*x me now, i’m predicting cummy bl**dy weather
call me weatherman, i’m forever man, i’m g*y forever ever

[verse 2 // hydracoque]
turkey s*x, turkey s*x n*gga
turkey turkey turkey turkey s*x
turkey turkey turkey s*x n*gga
fu*f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the turkey
f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the turkey, i’m f*ckin’ the f*ckin’ the f*ckin’ the turkey

[chorus // hydracoque]
turkey s*x n*gga, gonna be cummin’ inside of a motherf*ckin’ turkey
turkey s*x n*gga, d*ck standin’ tall while my pecs be restin’ so perky
turkey s*x n*gga, f*ckin’ on birds all the time ’til my p*n*s is burning
turkey s*x n*gga, go*go*go*gobble my c*ck, man i’m teachin’, they learning
gettin’ wild with wild turkeys, pluck their feathers to f*ck ’em better
blow their heads off with a shotgun n*gga, then put all their necks down my f*ckin’ p*ck*r
cannot peck me now, you can just s*x me now, i’m predicting cummy bl**dy weather
call me weatherman, i’m forever man, i’m g*y forever ever
[verse 1 // hydracoque]
i ain’t g*y n*gga… sike, yes i am, and i wanna f*ck a bird, a turkey!
i want these feathery [redacted] to jerk me… n*gga that’s absurd, they’re turkeys!
i don’t even care i’m gonna find a f*ckin’ way because i’m h*lla f*ckin’ h*rny and these turkeys are male and i’m g*y
should i f*ck ’em while they’re dead or should i f*ck ’em while alive? my n*gga i don’t know, i want ’em anyway
i want ’em raw, want ’em cooked
i study them and read their body language like a book
and what i gather? is they’re r*t*rded
so they don’t need consent to get started
i know my human partners do not either… but that’s beyond this
out of the scope, unlike the turkeys that i’m aiming at, if i don’t f*ck ’em now i’ll be beyond p*ssed
all the pleasure that i’m gettin’ from f*ckin’ these turkeys is really beyond bliss
rip their feathers out and put them all down my urethra while partin’ my c*ck lips (feelin’ catharsis)
i just love it, i can never ever get enough, and i don’t need a license to hunt
turkeys or thugs, i do what i want, and if you got a problem then you is a c*nt
you should just shut the f*ck up and suck my n*gga d*ck now, but only if you male
i do not f*ck with the b*tches unless they traps, and i can tell by the smell
i’m on the hunt for bussy right now, and i wanna f*ck it
f*ck a male bird or f*ck a male man, f*ck a courier like the other mailman
i wanna spray in, d*mn!
let my cum out my c*ck
and my p*n*s it talks and it tells me to stalk
makes me attack and i f*ck from the back, all these n*ggas gettin’ clapped from my sack ’til they drop
cumshots and gunshots, they always pop off at my mo’f*ckin’ house and i hear ’em outside
gonna be runnin’ out, cummin’ all over the floor and i’m causin’ g*y n*gga creampies
f*ck it, i need to be turnin’ the gain down so i’m not even f*ckin’ clippin’ the mic
but if you got a problem, i’m gonna be dilating your urethra with a railway spike
f*ck it, i’m goin’ crazy n*gga, that’s just what happens sometimes, i cannot help it
so g*y_i loop the chorus again and i’ma beat my d*ck ’til my p*n*s is welted

- hydracoque lyrics

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