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spork - refrigerated icecubes lyrics

[verse 1: ian longshore]
i was just walkin’ down the street to new york (yuh)
walk inside this buildin’, got some fries with a side of pork (yum)
then the waiter gave me my food
they also gave me a knife and a fork (what)
i decided to pull out my spork (yea)
sunk the pr*ngs into my piece of pork (yuh)
the waiter said i couldn’t eat with my own utensils
so i stabbed him to death with his motherf*ckin’ fork (ahhh)

[verse 2: ian longshore]
this halloween is fire
i’m boutta trick or treat (yuh)
going door to door
candy’s all that i eat (ding dong)
this is halloween
i don’t want no meat (vegan)
i’m so good at rapping
to this sick beat
trick or treat, smell my feet
give me something good to eat (yuh)
if you don’t, i don’t care
i’ll pull down your underwеar (boing)
b*tch, i hope you go to class and get hit by a chair (bonk)
b*tch, i hope you gеt mauled by a motherf*ckin’ bear (ahhh)
[verse 3: ian longshore]
i got so much money that i don’t know what to do with it (ka*ching)
drank a lot of honey and know i gotta take a massive sh*t (taco*bell)
just met a girl, saw my car and then got in it (skrt*skrt)
ridin’ like a bunny but her face look like brad (ew)
i don’t know, but she cheated
him and i in conflict (uh*oh)
i didn’t mean to cum, now i gotta babysit (whoopsie*daisies)
her boyfriend threw a fit
then he started to throw sh*t (ow)
cops got called, walked inside, but with no permit (get out of my house)
i don’t know what i did
why am i doing rap? (eminem)
you can’t lie
i am good
yea, call it no cap (no cap)
in your girl’s bed
like “i’ma make that ass clap”
yo, i’m just kidding
b*tch, i’m on nofap (iamlucid)
gettin’ sick and tired of all of these f*ckin’ b*tches (andrew tate)
punch ’em in their face, yea, gonna give ’em stitches (again, andrew tate)
they only wanted me because of all my riches (lamborghini)
they gave me some stds, yea, this sh*t itches (ow)

[verse 4: ian longshore]
this halloween is fire
i’m boutta trick or treat
going door to door
candy’s all that i eat
this is halloween
i don’t want no meat
i’m so good at rapping
to this sick beat
trick or treat, smell my feet
give me something good to eat
if you don’t, i don’t care
i’ll pull down your underwear
b*tch, i hope you go to class and get hit by a chair
b*tch, i hope you get mauled by a motherf*ckin’ bear

- refrigerated icecubes lyrics

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