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jealousy - team clutch lyrics

[verse 1: digbar]
hatin’ ass n*gga put his c*ck up in my b*tt
g*y in the family, n*gga, it be yo own blood
we don’t f*ck girls, we get d in our b*tt
n*ggas in the tub, giving ‘em a scrub
four, five c*cks, now i ain’t in a rush
wetter then dudes who outside in the sun
coolin’ in the mansion with a brother in the tub
then get ‘em undercover eat his d*ck and eat his b*tt
s*x, yes, n*gga come ride me
going ham i be d*mned if a n*gga try to leave
getting rammed with the fam, man, this n*gga got meat
i’mma nut, i’mma buss on his d*ck for a treat
before i go ram, i’mma ride em like a jeep
500 n*ggas with they d*ck in my cheeks
f*ck straight n*ggas, they’ll fold when it’s meat
you go against the bros for the hoes? boy, you weak
drain ‘em for the grain, man, you know i’m giving brain
cartier frames, i can see a n*gga g*y
cartier bracelet, i bought it for my bae
dirt all on his taint, i can tell this n*gga stank
c*ck in his glutes got him throwin’ up gang
riding two dudes and this c*ck feel insane
my dawg got to p**p, i start holding his cake
i’m cummin’, i’m cummin’
i blow like propane!
who talking? who telling? we g*y!
i’m yelling come tickle this taint
he f*ck ‘til i limp with a cane
f*ck michael then on to jermaine
railin’ me he ‘bout to tear my heart out
like an ar sawed off
he gon’ rip my jaw off
that big meat he brought out
this a feast, go all out
i’ll eat a fart out
i’ll pull your c*ck out
it’s simple, explode on my face and my dimples
akimbo two* c*ck, c*ck, c*ck, c*cks make ‘em tremble
he g*y with me blowing me risin’ my temper
i got millions of blacks, this a bbc temple
i’m gangsta, but with that d*ck i get gentle
spank ‘em like he a slave, he my n*gga
i’m drankin’, slurp up his c*ck like it’s dinner
[verse 2: kolossal]
fat black n*gga finna fart on me
hard body d*ck and the jumbo cheeks
drench a boy in gold like a bumblebee
everybody get erect when they think ’bout me
brain like a nerd, no t**th sh*t
that cake hanging out with no defence
twerk cyclone levitate my n*gga
can’t name one guy i ain’t sleep with
face is giving out clues that i’m g*y
ass in atlanta be making me brave
the fact i get tagged as the number one d*ck
it’s funny ‘cause n*ggas don’t know i got aids
n*ggas is mad stupid
they smell out my box and lose it
i summon a bed, then promise you head
p*n*s, ass included!
gang in a circle we jerkin’ and jerkin’
fatality glizzy when i’m in the verses
d*ck in control, it’s its own separate person
colostomy bag, man yo ass need some nurses
present you a circus of s*m*n detergent
i bleed like a virgin, these haemorrhoids is burstin’
that booty is purring, when ass scream in pain
i’m the number one trending, i did it a service!
b*tch!
look, i might sell you brain for less than a buck
the cheese in that d*ck is finna be sucked
surround me with c*cks, i don’t need a bib
i stomach the jizz before we can f*ck
all of that slime be trippin’ me up
i buss at the head and i dare you to duck
if i feel a pulse, my meat getting stuck
now pack up my back like the bed of a truck
b*tch!

- team clutch lyrics

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