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freddy mercury cypher - limeboiler lyrics

[intro]
heatseeker
limeboiler

[verse 1: limeboiler]
my grandma just died and that isn’t a joke
fell off my bike and i injured my scr*t*
playin’ skullgirls with all hands shootin’ ropes
i am not g*y, i’m b*lls deep in the pope
i started giggle, she tickled my weenie
thought she wanted me, she wanted dinne
she look like salvador dali, she screaming
i got lice, yeah, my pubis is teeming
i feel like tyler when he made oldie
my booty swampy, my b*tthole moldy
told her “you got so many holes, you holy”
my b*tch italian, my b*tch is oily
she say she want me, hеr p*ssy is dry
she said that i didn’t smell, she liеd
feel like an egg, i’m smoky and fried
she ate my ass and i started to cry
[verse 2: houdinne]
i’m on the track, smokin’ crack
drinkin’ lean like i’m 2pac
i got money like i’m 2pac
air forces and they all black
strapped with an ak and a gat
tats on my neck and tats on my back
i’m smoking cocaine in a h*llcat
f*ck that b*tch and then give her a big mac
dump that hoe ’cause her ass was too fat
drop in the early morning like a rooster
i order a pint of lean at a jamba juice
shot him in the face and i ain’t feel bad
i conceal the pack and i drove real fast
[?] and they peeled his head back
shot him in the face with a dirty gat
shot him up, bullets the size of a tic tac

[verse 3: joey ireland]
when i was six years old i invented bitcoin
off of tour i bought a single joint
getting double brain, this b*tch conjoint
i’m in ireland, the river boyne
again when i was six
i was in the clinic a lot
a clown posse came in
i pulled out my 9, they got shot
in the pen for ten years
came out, recorded this song
just downed ten beers
now b*tches want my dong
[verse 4: zombae]
i scream on these b*tches like i’m zillakami
i jack off in skirts that your b*tch done bought me
i be like f*ggots, you come [?]
you n*ggas got problems, i come with my ratchet
no [?], i go with the fashion, no [?], i go with the [?]
i bash these motherf*ckin’ [?]
hadn’t seen [?] what the f*ck in the [?]
n*gga got [?], he gon’ need a medic
adderall, uh
[?], they revolve, uh
i’m 21 savage, you twenty one pilots
go and try to fight it
i see you right through the iris
i don’t really like that song no more
i don’t really wanna f*ck no wh0re
i don’t really wanna [?] no wh0re
if you really got problems, i got the [?]
i got the [?], yeah, n*gga you want it
if you really want it, i’m gonna box it
i’ma go on you n*ggas like [?]
i’ma go on you n*ggas like [?]
i’m seth rogen, i’m seth rogen
i’m with your hoe and she chokin’
[?] if she want that [?]
i caught your hoe and she bolted, ah
[verse 5: dake]
i just wanna eat my chips
i just wanna know what you want
what do you want
i just wanna know what you need

[verse 6: limeboiler]
lime back with another verse
spilled some ketchup on my shirt
d*ck too hard, d*ck hurt
anime, spurt*spurt
ahegao keyboard
shawty like my length but i got too much girth, yuh
got a mac 11 on my desk
i did 9/11 and the rest
went to 7/11 for some bread
went to 7/11 for some head
actually behind 7/11, there was a girl that i met there
who sucked off my meat hairs
now i’m lookin’ like a hairless cat, what’s up with that
that’s weird
now she want me to shave my beard but i like my beard
no cap
feel like young thug, got a [?] on a race track
and i’m grabbin’ on her ass, like smack*smack
she say she want me ’cause i look like the guy from smash mouth
who ate all those eggs
i need a b*tch who got no legs
i need a b*tch who got no head
a dullahan, specifically, with no legs

[verse 7: heatseeker96]
i’m with my mom, i help her with groceries
i hope y’all don’t roast me
everyone’s gross to me
and i don’t know what’s wrong with me
i’m in pennsylvania like hershey
please don’t hurt me
i’m in school like learning
doing crimes like birdy
i don’t know what time it is
i still don’t know what time it is
n0body will tell me what time it is
i just wanna know what time it is
i guess i’ll just finish this first
i skrrt off in the he*rs*
i just stole somebody’s purse
that won’t be the first

[verse 8: j1ll b1ll]
*incoherent nonsense*

[verse 9: quinn]
pop filter off when i record this sh*t
took her to the port, shot her, and i recorded it
called the police and i panicked so i reported it
put my dna all over the weapon like right before the sh*t
i would buy a ‘rarri but i can’t even afford the sh*t
i just got a child, i’m ’bout to contact an abortionist
smokin’ on that sticky icky, smellin’ like some horse’s sh*t
had to get the f*ck off twitter, tired of that h*rny sh*t
fifty on my waist and my watch, b*tch, i’m drippin’
out on the corner ’cause i’m motherf*ckin’ crippin’
mama told me come inside the house but she was trippin’
transgender drug dealer, i be water whippin’
don’t know anything except for estrogen in kitchens
had to switch the flow because i forgot what rhymed with kitchens
and i’m with your grandpa’s b*tch lookin’ at the pigeons
this verse was so bad but it’s only ’cause of the mixin’

[verse 10: negative agp]
give me big mouth freddy mercury
i’m in need of some aid, freddy mercury
yeah, i’m lyin’ in the court commitin’ perjury
yeah, you know that i’m g*y like freddy mercury

[verse 11: anonymous]
[?] i’m a beast, i’m a [?]
[?]
[?] coffee in my mug
[?] place, stay up late
no wait, it’s seven in the morning
[?] make the most of the day
[?] this year, i hope it’s okay

[verse 12: spunch bob]
got [?] from the dark web
i think there’s gum in it
tried to buy a gun in the shop
i’m too r*t*rded
[?] but that sh*t exploded
now there’s a hole in my head
try not to cum in it

[verse 13: ezip]
i just hotboxed a h*llcat with an xbox 1 series x
i don’t know what to say after that, help
i just spoke to your girlfriend and we had s*x
that last line was just not true
i don’t know what to rhyme with s*x
motherf*ckers told me to say flex
i just walked into walmart and stole seven ps5s
they ask me where i got all these ps5s
i said i have a family of sixty*five
they said they understand why i’m holding seven ps5s
if motherf*ckers do not stop staring at me, no one in this walmart will be alive
if you want the frog bible 2021 edition hit my line
wait, hold on, i gotta go p*ss real quick
i just got back from p*ssin’
there is someone tryna break into my kitchen
f*ck all you, if you disagree with me i’m k!lling myself
she said she want [?] gravy, i told her i got it with my [?]
my dreams be weird as f*ck like white peter griffin selling g herbo some gas

[verse 14: soupflavor4loko]
no sabes con [?]
no sabes con quien
yo no juegos esta [?]
ni tampoco [?]
[?] juegos puntacom
super smash, thrash
juegos en mi [?]
give my girl [?] flash
descargando [?]
descargando dollar
descargando [?]
descargando casado
no sabes con quien te mete
no sabes con [?]
si [?] en mi camino
descarte los juegos en flash
took a bunch of vyvanse
made about five bands
f*cked your girl [?] she [?] for five bands
i don’t really get it ’cause i’m not even fertile
but she’s servin’ up my broth like a d*mn sea turtle
f*ck, put your yeast on my [?]
hanging from my tree like a baby in a cot
even when i die i don’t think i’ll f*ckin’ rot
just met my [?] through [?] house

[verse 15: kuru]
i wrote a [?] then i f*ckin’ go long
[?] i said so long
and i smell [?] it’s so strong
and i got five [?] on my song
uh, they ridin’ away like a [?]
ten bands, yeah i know you see that sh*t
[?] i’m fly like a phoenix
and i’m [?] like i’m droppin’ a fetus
i just [?]
just top tier, no they cannot defeat us
[?] but they know that they need us
i ain’t playin’ no games, i ain’t rockin’ adidas
like a f*ckin’ sloth i might run to the f*ckin’ bag
you get smoked like a f*ckin’*
you get smoked like a f*ckin’, sh*t
you get smoked like a f*ckin’ b*tch
we gon’ put your ass in a backwood
b*tch i [?] on a switch
yeah i [?] made you switch
you ain’t [?] a couple of stitches
[?] a pitch
[?] throw your ass off a bridge
no, i can’t find sh*t in my fridge
aimin’ the glock at your [?]
i made a hundred bands now i’m rich
hundred bands, now i’m rich
i can’t find sh*t in my fridge
aimin’ the glock at your [?]
i made a hundred bands, now i’m rich

[verse 16: lil grip]
i need top from a b*tch in some knee socks
i need sloppy from vsauce
she suckin’ me, her w*lly beatbox
i just took away my son’s leapfrog
i just sold [?] to the cake boss
he gave me cake to ’cause he bake lots
i said “hey, thank you, buddy [?]”
he said “lil grip, it is no prob”
then i robbed him for his fondant
now his whole family’s despondent
tlc is all out of content
[?] what are we gonna do, breaking [?]
your girl look like a goblin, we have frequent correnspondence
she doesn’t call when she’s ovulating ’cause we in the crib makin’ omelets

- limeboiler lyrics

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