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laced up - l.a. bimby lyrics

laced up p-ssy
possé f-ck b-tches, b-tches bossy
step one: fish two fish red fish
f-ck this
step two: jewelry not investments clasp my -ss & d-ck in vêtements
that silk boxers to you, gene sauce

i guzzed in her gut, i f-cked up
fed her brunch, wine n dine
& when she went to pee i followed her for restaurant restroom
-ss s-x
mushroom head p-n-s, shoved the plan b up her donut
her weight in gold & iron
every b-tch toroidal, b-tch

im f-ckin sheena i am a punk f-cking rocker
i am an amblin ample example f-ck that my n-gga suck on my c-ck for my lab sample
gotta f-ck with mathematics, phisosososophy & scientists, n-ggas be a fly-by-nightists

dont give a f-ck, gotti
gotta f-ck me then f-ck my fist
date me ill deck you in furs lemme
pull on your p-ssy hair
doggy b-tch, dont matter if you short or tall, i’ll climb on top
and make it sloppy, then we smoke poppy, dream cream
wet dream, im wet for you
& you’re wet for me
i gave you 23 of me, times a lot
i like you, not
i love you, hmm ok, i like you a lot
and baby babe boo tool that’s f-ckin enough

i p-ssy possé f-ck b-tches, bitty’s bossy
step one fish two fish black fist f-ck this
step two jewelry not investments i dont don clothes
only vêtements silk boxers baby momma genesis

ride around expensive cars wearin expensive fabrics
b-tch in some sort of avante garde art lingerie
i’d rather have my b-tch in no lingerie
now im doin a&r
in n out of court f-ckin wives n other cl-ssy rollie wearin wh0r-s at the tennis court
billie bettancourt d’harcourt
lillian bettancourt she was too hardcore
watchin only softcore lesbian p-rn

how you go from a platform on a stage to buyin records at amoeba? no disrespect but baby where’s you self respect?
dont call that new order sh-t cuz of ian connor
dont commit suicide yet, yet, yet ok
though i’d wager he hit his f-ckin head once or twice by now

gl-sses by elastiken
therapeutic l.a. batman
no pain or a pad, im your best friend, my nephew, and your dad
its lit sh-t get harder than split liquid in l.a. bimby
deal wit it i may spill my guts with it feeling it rough and tough
that hoe a dumb hoe
a sc-m, a bum
took my name and stayed a lame

its lit within without you
who cares arthur c. clarke?
preludium and allegro to sp-ce
we out we up rocket ship dont kick me out
im smoking loud that gas gave me a cl-ss p-ss to feel around b-tch a clown around the town she reknowned

the world rare the world over the girl burnt out she rolled over
cuddle s-x she wanna hug
f-ck that
i give her an insult big charlie schultz on my klutz
c-ck
cuz i tripped landed on her p-ssy sup you n-ggas still be fappin’
don’t give it a warm, warm welcome you lost
rosseau, jean jacques
her -ss clap, applause
apple sauce, milk cream her mind, my d-ck
call it a wet dream

supreme steel beams dont melt that
im in my feelings
i love you too
i love you too
i love you too

[kanye screaming]

- l a bimby lyrics

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