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body dumps - jonathan twilley lyrics

quack quack quack oops their goes sanity! badadum du dum ta dummmmmmm three days no sleep twilley really dont understand anymore, lifes not a bore at least not to him but others sleep badadump dadump da dummmm take it emmmmmm buda dumpa dum dummm twilley’s got his trash can fulla huna n fidies and litle wads of crazy lazy wagedy skittles the puff cheez puffs suck and he’s got no luck but the bump truck of nutn but them d-mn huna n fidies yeah get your new twilley bill real deal huna fidy dola bill its smelln real its … its lookn real… itsss. but he’s tryn hard to push the real deal huna fidy thousand dola bills …budadump dedump dummm… badadump dedumpp tw-ll–s…sphhhoooo iki iki shhppphhhoooo iki tw-ll–s huna n fidies…………………..yeah people i never sleep eating fruit sh-t n nutts granola its healthy go feed you fat mouth beepn all my fidy nine gold watch, my crotch with the special speed dial girl clock tick it yeah tick that beepa beepa happy sheep in the to ya splushnit badadump dadum dummm tw-lly never holla head so much had a red sled dragn hatchets k!lln baby rabbits for your fat dag nabit look at the eyes it’s cute dablin n tw-lly gota heart but he get scared sometimes all the time maybe everyday kuz he’s shakn all the money n hate away all the planes and gangs n same thangs in the shames the real game playn main wayne true blue man of the mellenium soul train etchn spit polish yo game til ya beef ya toes rub your topple flow get the flo uh uh ohhhhh loookie tw-lly getn crazy in the sh-ty stang makn led bangs, thumpn loud bang, the hood either running or pumpn out horsy thangies if you know he could say it but he been all up in the rich and down in the poor and no mo can he for sure ever ever for together trust another woman together, cheatn b-tches get the curb hump the curb with ur t–th fugly duckly smell my huny fidies on tha way out the back door b-tch git …t-ties on the floor then i throw ur -ss on the hard hard concrete third world war ever to ya seen this game of playn your man for a loser a bruiser a sanity walkn machine of calamity and ya know he can’t ryme with sanity or culamnity to the master like em kuz hes goin real pro in your back room for what…… yeah da da dummmp you -ss to the flawww and i smoke my huna fidy dolla billz huna…huna huna… huna fidy dolla billz … b-tch it’s still clean b-tch take another thing, take another scene til ya get under the thing again and ya see my and ya see my uhhh ya see b-tch know your under the flaw da da dump da dump dump!

j. twilley breaking limited 2017

- jonathan twilley lyrics

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