nathan fillion / chief queef / chatgpt - mini ballsack lyrics
[part i * nathan fillion]
[intro * lil b*llsack]
yeah, lemme get my lyrics
yeah
[verse 1 * lil b*llsack]
i just sold crack to a g*y fiend who look like
snortin’ coke off his booty, they call me elliott sniff
don’t give out free bread, sayin’ f*ck olive garden
all these b*tches gon’ diss me, i be like “i beg your pardon?”
cum my pants in a wendy’s, call that sh*t extra mayo
told these to b*tches to f*ck me, now they’re using a strap*on
said “that’s not what i meant!”, now my cheeks they be clappin’
it’s like i got a scat fetish, be saying “f*ck that sh*t”
when my grandma yell at me i tell her “suck my d*ck”
might be talkin’ bout p*ssy, but it’s cheeks that i clap
stack my money so high it’s goin’ lunar
[verse 2 * mini wheat]
b*tch, i got so much cheese, you could call me sharp cheddar
yo b*tch say you is good, yeah but says that i am better
i be cookin’ on that heat, makin’ h*lla waffles
i’m selling feet and beating meat
i can’t be beat, you on the street
i’m at the mic, be spittin’ heat
threesome with two men, and i’m all up in between
and i was in the car, on my way to trader joe’s
, but p*ss was way above my toes (foreshadowing!)
b*tches ass lookin’ white, with the cum that i’m fillin’ in
sh*t so bright,
cut yo d*ck off, made it shorter, yeah, that sh*t’s abbreviation
[transition * jerzy miek]
[part ii * chief queef]
[intro * lil b*llsack]
this is a certified hood classic
(who up puttin’ they b*lls in a sack?)
yo
2011 (lil b*llsack on the beat)
swag
[hook * lil b*llsack]
homie handed me a crack pipe so i said “i might as well”
yo it’s b*llsack on this mic, no my real name isn’t terrence
and something you may not know is my mother’s name is clarence
you’d think i was a gardener, with all this cash i rake in
homie’s name is mini wheat, but it’s d*ck i’m tryna eat
go check out my onlyfans if you wanna see my feet b*tch
[verse * lil b*llsack]
took her tits out, and i said… “yo b00ba stank”
b*tches like my d*ck, cause they saying that i’m funny
fellas all up on that twitter, sayin’ i’m a goofy goblin
while your hoe up in my crib, f*ckin’ slobbin’ on my kn*blin
started tweakin in the aldi they took me to a specialist
eatin’ celery, and now i gotta pee
oh sh*t, sh*t
i got weiner in my ass, nothing rhymes with panera
sploogin’ on his bussy, now these b*tches want my p*ssy
punchin’ holes up in my drywall, b*tch, wallussy
(phonk cowbell)
b*tch, phonk jumpscare
and i’m stealin’ all these babes, like i hate that daycare
she squeatin’ till i’m guakin, now i’m suckin meat like bacon
september, it’s leaves i’m rakin’, b*tch you f*cked up, mistaken
[transition * jerzy miek]
sometimes
yeah, for real
[part iii * chatgpt]
(chuck mini wheat on that sh*t!)
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