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fuck fdr - pebblegod lyrics

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[intro: pebblegod]
it’s pebblegod, baby
i’m boutta do this song without even listening to the beat, bro
yeah, straight up, no jokes here

[verse 1: pebblegod]
polynesian babes all up on my c*ck
i got a rock
i put it in my sock
went into the store
got a milkshake
got the fatty in the b*tt like, huh
put it in my bud light
got the little car
and i put it in the car
and i put it in the car
with a little bar
and i put a cocaine bar in my nose
oh man
drugs are bad
but i put it my bag
oh my dad
[gibberish]
hymonyms
h0m*nyms
somonyms
humonyms
synonyms
that’s, see, that’s how you get back in the rap flow
i know what to do with a dab though
see you may have noticed i had to make a cut, but
i said a word that meant “p*n*s in my b*tt”
and i didn’t mean it
i’m not g*y, yet
put a little mami in my shirt
go ooh ooh ooh
that’s on ibs, b*tch
[verse 2: the puffin]
yeah
life isn’t fair
recording from a swivel chair
but it’s okay
we’re in this together
we are a pair
so, as a pair we make it fair
so, life gets better but not really
we’re not there yet
so, we have to keep going
have to keep going
so, we continue to go like my rap flow
and, we go get a hoe
but, she’s clean
and, i’m not trying to be mean
but, i’ve had better before
and, i’ll have better again
because my s*x life
it never ends
except for now
i’m in a dry spout
so, if you have any doubts
they are rightfully so
because i don’t got a hoe
so, i’m gonna die
and you’re not gonna cry
you have to keep going
[verse 3: pebblegod]
these rhymes haven’t been written
k!ll your mom with precision
i put your mom in the wh0rehouse
and then i shove her in the b*tthole
into that b*tthole
i don’t know what to do or what the b*tthole is
but i just said it
so it’s true
and i get some milk from the store and i pour it on her like it’s glue

[verse 4: the puffin]
flippin’ like a water bottle
’cause i am a model
like a taxi driver you can’t escape
i’m about to, just get, goldfish baked

[verse 5: pebblegod & the puffin]
that b*tch smell like some tuna fish
chasing after her giving me shin splints
girl, yo daddy looks like a godd*mn elephant
fdr, you’re a hoe
this is the new deal, you’re the old deal
mason miller boutta take a knife straight to the heel
f*ck bananas, for real
[outro: pebblegod & the puffin]
f*ck man
sh*t, that was fire dude
i know man
that was crazy dude
that’s why we call it the new deal
this is the new deal, of rap
straight up dude
we could be the presidents dude
we should be
i think we’re the ones running
you know what?
i think we should run for president
let’s do it
this is announcing that we are running for president
everyone just uh, cast your vote for us
thanks
vote for the dope party
jesus

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