heroin & burgerking - long dong johnson lyrics
[intro: freezingsoda]
i hate this kid, stop staying in the net
n0body likes you when you stay in the godd*mn net
little timmy, little godd*mn timmy
thats what i’m gonna call him, little timmy
good job little timmy, good job little nick
[verse 1: nicksoup]
now i’m getting really rich on my mcdonald’s shift
and i order a mcfish and now i grab that sh*t
throw it at a kid
yeah i’m getting h*lla money and i’m bouta hit a l!ck
austism made the beat so it’s bouta really hit (yung austism!)
lighting on that bong and i’m bouta take a rip
sitting on the toilet bouta take a major p*ss
yeah i’m f*cking on that b*tch on december 25th
flop him in a box
smoke on h*lla rocks
and i’m f*cking on these hoes
yeah they suck me and my bros
this b*tch showed her toes
and i’m moving sh*t likе the f*cking cartel jalisco
now lemmе run that sh*t like my name marcell jacobs
[verse 2: lil d*ck]
new brunswick gang, new brunswick gang
until i hit the jackpot i will never stop going to casinos
i need a hero
i need a zero
i need the amber room full of torpedos
f*ck my friends and haters, im not a free throw
i am not 5’9″, i am not royce da 5’9″
i rap in bathrooms taking shots call me cyhi
cause i always put my sh*t on, all the time
im so f*cking amazing
i just k!lled the rap game, call me jason
i just crossed up nicksoup, b*tches call me jason
williams, voorheed, take a pick for lil d*ck
my haters only make music for the fame not for the money
what does that mean, i don’t know dummy
shout out dubby
i just ate salt water but y’all should call me a fish, i love it
i need to f*ck some ass either that or get thuggish
listening to youngboy but im not ja morant
i’m with some young boys but im not josh or giddey, i’m not dream or giddey
beat the p*ssy up call me miles bridges
when the going gets tough, h*ll yeah i did it
new brunswick my home for life, acting like i hit it
i make hits, biditch
i watch tv, leo and stidtch
and im so f*cking familiar
i just made money, call me a bodybuilder
if sleep’s the cousin of death, then b*tch is mad familiar
cause i f*cked sleep last night, that’s swag you would k!ll for
i look like michael jackson but i never made thriller
i made b*st*rd, i love b*st*rd, that doesn’t mean im a k!ller
i simply k!ll the p*ssy and i’m only getting realer
im only getting bigger like a growth spurt but really i need healers
lil d*ck new brunswick legend is now an alleged swag dealer
it’s nice to deal the swag, cause my haters need it
y’all ain’t got no swag, but y’all need it, lil d*ck the dealer
remember the gambling method, i gotta always hit the jackpot at casinos, f*cking with the blackjack, no one realer
my dawg nixon got the d*ckdar, now take the numbers, im the p*ssy and ass k!ller
shout out b*n*r jesus, that motherf*cker a memer
got too much swag with furries like asriel dreemurr
i’m not beenie man but where’s the keys my beemer, and you better not change what comes out your speaker
[verse 3: long dong johnson]
yung austism!
yung austism!
yeah i’m with that purchased b*tch, she sucking on my meat (prostitutes!)
bouta lose the lottery yeah your luck is on the street
b*tch, i pull up to mcdonalds for 20 cheeseburgers with no meat
heroin & burger king thats sh*t that joey need
back in 4th grade i made a lot of kfc jokes
now im long dong johnson, b*tch i’m never gonna be broke
good job little timmy good job little nick
everybody knows that this verse sucks d*ck
rip jaycob, fortnight since you died, it ain’t been the same
gamepigeon 8 ball is my f*ckin favourite game
60 crippled b*tches suck my d*ck at little caesars
60 crippled b*tches and we listening to weezer
not nicksoup so i’ll f*ck that b*tch on december 26
shout out stroker nation b*n*r jesus stay bricked
[verse 4: sour broke again]
joey is stuck like a patient
boy toy stay in his bas*m*nt
no joy, can’t find a replacement
thinkin that everyone basic
7 or above he’ll chase it
but his standards are low
he’s wanting a blow
hitting up guys, lester and beau
changing his target, now lester and moe
all cause he couldn’t stay jus stay with his hoe
say yung ’tism the g i see like a joe
bidin’ my time then i’m uppin the flow
you try to catch up i put you beheinz
k.dot on my name after spitting a line
leaving like joey, he f*ck on young swine
he’s joshing, gets giddey when he sees behind
prayin for play but it’s hopeless, he’ll find
[outro: nicksoup]
wassup wassup yall it’s december 26
pull up to the taco bell i’m bouta take a sh*t
pull up to the burger king and get a number 6
the junior bacon king and order a big shake
stop by at the plug and make no more mistakes
now i’m shooting heroin like my name is chelsea gray
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