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bouncy house 2 - semmy lyrics

[intro: evan breen]
later mom, what’s up, me and my boys going to see uncle kracker
gimme my hat back jordan, do you wanna go see uncle kracker or no? (alright pinhead)

[chorus x2: semmy]
i got your girlfriend at my crib, and it’s a bouncy castle
i got my pistol full of lead, call up nuitini paulo
i got her riding on my p*n*s, she don’t need a saddle
she gimme booty and she french, you know she gimme gateaux

[verse 1: semmy]
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bounce house b*tch, she my favorite hoe (okay)
neck drip water, when it’s rainin’ gold (when it’s rainin’ gold)
she askin’ me for money, never blame a hoe
yeah i’m bouncin’ on the booty, like inflatables (ay)
yeah she bouncin’ on me, jump up, but she lovin’ the new chain
i tell your girl come over, she walkin’ up in the rain
a picture of your b*tch inside my crib up in the frame
she love to f*ck with semmy, she know that i’m not the same, ay
got the vox full of oxygen
what’s the problem
i’m gone off all these body positivity problems
it’s honestly f*ckin’ wrong, cause these thotty’s
are only rotty
cuz, they gotta stop sippin’ bacardi, sippin’ dasani
i said, “i’m sippin’ drank stanky, my pack thank me”
i set off the back rank
her back hurt
eract me janky
i’m makin’ baskets making’ brims, like a good yankee spanking the backside of these thots, during hanky panky (uh)
[chorus x2: semmy]
i got your girlfriend at my crib, and it’s a bouncy castle
i got my pistol full of lead, call up nuitini paulo
i got her riding on my p*n*s, she don’t need a saddle
she gimme booty and she french, you know she gimme gateaux

[verse 2: maxipad]
okay she give me booty, i don’t like it, hit her with my backhand
it’s maxi, and i told your f*cking b*tch, give me a lap dance
like honestly, is it too hard to get down and throttle me
but that b*tch, she said no, and she was starting to bother me
so i smacked a b*tch, like my name chris brown
run up on me, you’ll get sent to the pound
all this water on me, would’ve thought i would drown
all these b*tches stupid, swear to god they some clowns
your thottie want me, she front me
but she want maxi for money
i told that honey like f*ck no, ‘less you gonna top me
tomagachi wrist strap
you get back, your b*tch get pimp slapped
these b*tches smoking mid and try to flex about their own pack
b*tches work a 9 to 5 for my d*ck tip
pull up on your block and i slide like a rip stick
lip stick, stains on my shirt, that your b*tch kissed
pyramid scheme on my mind, about to get rich
[chorus: semmy & maxipad]
i got your girlfriend at my crib, and it’s a bouncy castle
i got my pistol full of lead, call in nuitini paulo
i got her riding on my p*n*s, she don’t need a saddle
she gimme booty and she french, you know she gimme gateaux
i got your girlfriend at my crib, and it’s a bouncy castle
i got my pistol full of lead, call in nuitini paulo
i got her riding on my p*n*s, she don’t need a saddle
she gimme booty and she french, you know she gimme gateaux
okay like

- semmy lyrics

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