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family farm - london yellow lyrics

[intro: london yellow]
man
i love this farm
i love my family
i love my pigs, gush gush
such a good pigs, gush gush
ay, ay

[verse 1: london yellow]
woke up in the barn with some hay in the shed
then f*ckin’ on my horse ’cause my wife’s in bed (yee*haw)
f*ckin’ on my sheep, f*ckin’ on pigs
f*cked the ostrich so they milk the little kids
i love this farm life, this sh*t is lit
for my whole life, i’m livin’ like this
[verse 2: lilc*ckpump]
man, been livin’ on the farm my whole life
gut a deer with my bow knife
b*tches* b*tches so tight
talkin’ ’bout my cousin, she’s nice
beer on cold ice
farmer boy like my name jimbo
uppercut your ass like my name kimbo, slice
gotta farm tonight
and she eat my watermelon slice
code name for my d*ck
farmin’ is lit

[interlude: london yellow & warlocc]
woo
ay, yeah

[verse 3: warlocc]
me and my wife, yeah we met on farmer’s only
i used to be a city boy, but b*tch, that’s the old me
stackin’ up my hay, one day my beef gon’ be kobe (yes sir)
tuggin’ on these udders, drink it straight out of the tap
(only way to drink it) that’s a fact
t**th are missin’ front to back
r.i.p my cousin crystal, died from a prolapse
i love you, crystal
[verse 4: theycallmejeff]
’bout my* ’bout my green of road farmer joe
with my dogs b*i*n*g*o
oink oink, sold my little piggies to the sto’
for some juice and cigarette lows
wake up, squeeze on cow tentacles
got fresh milk for my cheerios
all black of a raw, chillin’ with the crows
in my hands is some gin, i’m windmill blow
don’t know my mean, if i had bag or bows
and my bag feelin’ like a goat
doctor said the soup story, n*gga let it grow
bus poppin’ out the grow like dugtrio
pull up in a tractor, sittin’ higher than a b*tch
pack in the back louder than the f*ckin’ engine
yeah i’m ridin’ dirty like a f*ckin’ pigpen
throwin’ jumpin’ like a d*mn sploink, my friend
finna let the horses around the block
gucci straw hat flyer than a flock
hickory d*ckory dock, silly ann in a field
playin’ where my c*ck

[verse 5: london yellow]
jeff, get out the field, gotta harvest my crops
quit beating your meat, that sh*t gotta stop
[verse 6: awfm]
i put some seeds in the ground
then water them sh*ts, then i walk away
come back and see a couple sprouts
come back in a couple days (oh my god, they’re* they’re growing)
strawberries, watermelon, flax, all that
yum
i put it in my tummy, i won’t sell it, i won’t need these stacks
racks, meh
the cheese, i made it from the ground, too
(i made this sh*t) yeah
anything is possible when you’re a farmer dude
yummy, as my friend bobby yellow would say (he would say that)
i got horses and cows too
i keep them sh*ts alive with hay
hey, how do you do?
you thought i was done rappin’, but i’m not
you’re a fool, i played you (aw n*gga, keep listenin’)
play playstation 1 and 2
3 and 4, too
i play playstation 5 too, n*gga (’cause i’m a f*ckin’ nerd)
i’m a beta tester
haha

[verse 7: ilovemackinonb*ttcheeks]
inseminating heffers in my f*ckin’ john tear
no a.i., b*tch i creampie them steers
got my burnin’ cross up (kkk) ’cause i hate them keers (kkk)
hit them protesters with my truck (kkk) rollin’ co fifth gear
ja*jack off to my shrine
(donald trump is the second coming of jesus christ) of ronald reagan
gut my dip to the tummy, gotta savor copenhagen
got my d*ck in her tummy, gotta savor cousin flavors
never pull out, make them inbred, f*ckin’ slavers
let’s hit some gators

[outro: london yellow]
man, i just wanna thank
all the people here workin’ on my farm
puttin’ in hard, hard, hard work
you know, uh, i wanna thank all of ’em
i wanna thank lilc*ckpump
i definitely wanna thank, uh, warlocc
can’t forget jeff, there he goes
man
i love my family, i love my animals
and i love this farm, most importantly
thanks for uh, hangin’ out with us tonight, i gotta go milk the cow
if you wanna have some of our delicious cheese that we make from our cattle
some of america’s best cheese, by the way
you can hit up, uh
n*ggacheese.com
and try that out
alright, imma head out for tonight, thanks for comin’, y’all

- london yellow lyrics

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