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outro (tybg) - l1l gh0st-dawg lyrics

[verse: l1l gh0st*dawg & gucci mane, george floyd, kodak black]
ayy, thank you base god
f*ckin’ pull up with a rod
f*ck your mom in a dodge
dodge the cops, f*ck ’em all
watch me cum, and i ball
watch me ball, and i cum
or i call f*ckin’ paul wall, i know ’em all
pulled up at the mall, d*ck get really tall
f*ckin’ bought a s*x doll
with my gang, ayy
and i motherf*ckin’ spray with a k
it’ll ruin your day, ayy
don’t be g*y, just be cray’
she suckin’ on real meat, not no beyond
i got a real b*tch r kelly gon’ pee on
i haven’t taken a shower in at least an hour
pulled up at the stu’ and i f*cked that b*tch, matt lauer
but not like matt lauer, that’s rape
put my d*ck up in they f*ckin’ face, got her on tape
wearin’ a hoodie, no bape
we ain’t the samе, we don’t relate, thеre ain’t no way
it’s gettin’ real hot in here, take your clothes off
that goes to all the boys, not no gals
pull up on your and we pipe real loud like storm clouds
i only suck the d*ck of my pals
that gun go, “pow*pow*pow”
won’t ever be on streaming, this sh*t soundcloud
big crowds only, indian, she got big brows, homie
you should be proud, homie, i’ma get a tony
and i’m k!llin’ all the f*ckin’ bronies
and i f*ck all the ebonies
listen to why don’t we
don’t do that, g*y*g*y*g*y*g*y
you fell off, lil tay*tay*tay
getting paid all day*day*day
i might be part of the kkk
what? please don’t nut in my b*tt
what? i’m your little cum sl*t
what? i think you know what’s up
what? i think you know what’s up
pourin’ wok in my motherf*ckin’ cup (yeah)
i’m from the south, i got a big gut (yeah)
from the south, put my d*ck in my sister’s gut (yeah)
my d*ck is always hard, it only goes up (ye*ye*yeah)
you ain’t really skatin’, you a poser (yeah)
i laced your f*ckin’ drink, you a dozer (yeah)
keep the economy straight, compost ya (yeah)
i posted cum on you, i’m a cum poster (yeah, ye*yeah)
who the f*ck goin’ to jail tonight?
i got a gilf, she got arthrit’
the author wrotes, the author writes
like a black man i ain’t got no rights, that’s sad
my mom signed me up for ballet, i got tights
you look like a r*t*rd, you got a overbite
i hit a little boy with all my might
i don’t like havin’ fun, i took that kids kite
went back in time to auschwitz and blew it up with dynamite
i took ’em outta they misery
like george floyd, my neck on your knee
what’s your name bro?
man, big floyd
and i’m playin’ with all these toys
boy toys, that’s what they are, pull up on you in a supercar
i got four*hundred jars pull of pee
i’m pushin’ p, get it? it is funny
i hate b* (ahh!)
what the f*ck did i say? actin’ stupid like g*ys
pullin’ up in your face and i’m sprayin’ a k
i’m from the cali, i’m from the bay
f*ckin’ on your mom, f*ckin’ you bae
your mom’s your bae, that is what they say
will i f*ck your dad? i may
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
what the f*ck am i doin’? i am going crazy
pulled up on your dad and i’m givin’ him babies
do not be stupid, you not be lazy
do not hit women like chris breezy
i got a ten, i got eleven
i got twelve, f*ckin’ on kevin
d*ck tastes good, tastes like heaven
shot a b*tch up like john lennon
he was big, at least ten*inch
ain’t wear green, had to get pinched
f*cked him up for pinchin’ me
gramps givin’ me aids, call me eazy*e
i ain’t edp, she was at least three
ain’t have s*x with me, i’m on my knees
praise king sosa, b*tches love me
in love with coca since i was three
i hate men, a feminist
a feminist so i can touch some tits
‘member them days, only ate grits
f*ckin’ with g*ys, ain’t got cl*ts
more flexible, bit by bit
more flexible so i can suck my d*ck
on onlyfans, sellin’ d*ck pics
but they ain’t mine, they brad pitt’s
cold outside, i need mitts
you look sad, like the grinch
step*sis stuck, go get the wench
ain’t got nip*clamps, go get the wrench
when he ain’t lookin’, take off his pants
even when he lookin’, take off his pants
sucked on his d*ck, made him do a dance
oh, your mans ain’t g*y? then why he my man?
d*ck in soup, right in the can
stick my d*ck in a man, and his name was dan
dan had a plan to f*ck on me
but it failed ’cause my d*ck got stung by a bee
climbed a tree, f*cked est gee
i’m a rapper, i’m a g
i’m an mc, you f*ggy
you f*ggy, you play mc
cut him up with a two dollar bill
my name kodak black, but when you see me, i’m white
shout out bill
your mom’s a thrill, imagine me and meek mill
imagine me and a dragon, imagine dragons i k!ll
i pop pills, f*ckin’ dr. phil
pickle, no dill, you know the deal
my assh0l* peels, stick in a drill
f*ckin’ on a man named wayne, no lil
and i’m ’bout to switch up the flow now
me and mum get down, pull up in a new town
haters see me and frown, b*lls always be round
oh my god, that was fast
oh my god, then call me eminem
bro’s b*day, he turned ten
i gave him kira perez
pulled up on that boy, and i take off his thong
daddy ain’t home, nothin’ could go wrong
with my frats, and we playin’ beer pong
d*mn bruh, this song gettin’ real f*ckin’ long
[outro]
t*posin’, i’m green smokin’
i’m sippin’ on a lean potion
i’m fed watchin’, i’m the rasta
no moms spaghetti, i got pasta

- l1l gh0st dawg lyrics

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