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fuchsia fiat - papa rumpleforeskin lyrics

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[intro]
ahhhhhwouuuuuuuu
aye… yuh… aye… yuh… aye… yuh

[chorus]
i put the ointment right up on my d-ck (ph ph)
slather it gently soft like pickle rick (oh yeah)
now i stick it in doughnut so its hard like a brick
hermione she ridin’ away on broomstick (b-tch)

l1ckin’ my hand then put it on the coochie (mhmm)
pay her two grand, double g, that is gucci (gucci)
put me in uh a headlock what a beauty
paper bag over her head that is spooky (oooohohohho)

[verse #1]
you like a cd, you itchin’ for burns (ahh)
your crew jus ran through you, now its finally my turn
dustin’ my musket i will put you in urn (boom)
and i plant you in earth turn you to a new fern

i got a floppy disk (but what) but b-tch you can’t copy this (no no)
she embrace me, she wantin’, she askin’ for kiss, but baby you finna miss (swish swish)
just like i’m aloe, b-tch i’m so fed up, imma grow out my hair and thats a heads-up (gimme spikes)
you is so tiny, you is a p-ssy, you look like a cub, and i know you is fruity (b-tch)

i’m the commander i manage my troops (stand tall)
and they purposely shot themselves ooof thats an oops (f-ck)
catch me on the court then i be drainin’ some hoops
the bigger the hoe means the bigger the loops (the bigger the bigger the bigger the bigger)

[chorus]
i put the ointment right up on my d-ck (ph ph)
slather it gently soft like pickle rick (oh yeah)
now i stick it in doughnut so its hard like a brick
hermione she ridin’ away on broomstick (b-tch)

l1ckin’ my hand then put it on the coochie (mhmm)
pay her two grand, double g, that is gucci (gucci)
put me in uh a headlock what a beauty
paper bag over her head that is spooky (oooohohohho)

[verse #2]
you are not you if you’re eating a snickers (chomp)
kawhi is a p-ssy, he left for the clippers (sussy)
no i’m not sorry and no i’m not bitter (no)
imma subtweet his b-tch -ss and blast him on twitter (facts)

slept on the ground, he out like a swisher (yah)
his body contorted i thought this was twister (oh yeah)
he’s smoking his weed so he gettin’ dumb sicker (dummy)
finish it all with a litre of liquor (gulp gulp)

call in the priest, we got us some sinners (get the cross)
praise him then takin’ him out for some dinner (yum yum)
got him a loaf… he now the breadwinner (gimme dough)
douse it in sour cream and it get bitter (uhhhhhh)

look at my hoodie it has the white stripes (flex)
crusty old man white we call it off-white (bewm)
don’t need no ice if you got mona lisa (she a hoe)
don’t pay for no clothes cause its sponsored by visa (thank-you good lord)

when i grow old drive a fiat, thats fuchsia (zoom)
back bumper piece, need a gold head medusa (oh no)
fireman drill twenty hoes hallelujah (ahhhhhhhhh)
f-ck shower water i’m selling my loofas (b-tch)

strap in my chonclas then run thats conditioning (what are those)
steel ‘cessory on the top so its glistening (bling)
put on the louis airpods i ain’t listening (muted)
city boy summer, my nuts h-lla thickening (on god)

[chorus]
i put the ointment right up on my d-ck (ph ph)
slather it gently soft like pickle rick (oh yeah)
now i stick it in doughnut so its hard like a brick
hermione she ridin’ away on broomstick (b-tch bow)

- papa rumpleforeskin lyrics

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