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freaky tim - the true wankers lyrics

[intro: the legendary chef]
woo!
yeah
come on
legendary chef
come on
true w*nkers man, come on
yeah!

[verse 1: bobe]
this is a casual friday night
only had a few drinks something light
time to go to work, i’ll be alright
keep the streets clean from israelites
looking for some black dudes on patrol
boutta lose my sh*t, boutta lose control
finally spot another black assh0l*
no chance of parole, you know how it goes
i wanna get freaky with tim alone
free my boy he did nothing wrong
freaky tim’s black c*ck is my throne
hear him moan then have a cone
wish i had that sh*t recorded
f*cked it so hard gonna get deportеd
clapped my cheeks till i die
but i’m a good guy, i donated my organs
[hook: bobe, shaedizzle, the legendary chef, big c]
f*ck on thе bed, f*ck on the floor
give me some head, give me some more

girl i just wanna get spicy
why you gotta be so fiesty?

you like our songs, i like your tits
but deep down i don’t really like you, b*tch

suck on my d*ck, efficient and quick
l!ck on the tip, i just wanna bust in your

mouth (x32)

[verse 2: shaedizzle]
started feeling my johnson right out the blue
she the kinda girl who knows what to do
shorty got no sp*ce in her levi jeans
so i tell her back it up like a rewind please
b*tch you can’t match my energy
you ain’t gonna meet a freak like me
i just wanna see your body drip
come on, girl, let me take a sip
man i love the taste of whipped cream
spread it on me, don’t be mean
feel my heat as we groove to the beats
clear the sp*ce, we don’t need the sheets
let me hit it raw like a sushi
it’s a wild night, our bodies getting mushy
every time she smiles, i get a clue
my desires are laid bare for you
[hook: bobe, shaedizzle, the legendary chef, big c]
f*ck on the bed, f*ck on the floor
give me some head, give me some more

girl i just wanna get spicy
why you gotta be so fiesty?

you like our songs, i like your tits
but deep down i don’t really like you, b*tch

suck on my d*ck, efficient and quick
l!ck on the tip, i just wanna bust in your

mouth (x32)

[verse 3: the legendary chef]
i’m a motherf*cking dreamer
sipping on jjuice in the back of bobe’s bimmer
lost, so don’t ask where our asses last seen her
back of a hap hazardous trash heaper
legendary chef, mts, man, keep up
team be mean, huh?
w*nkers on the scene with cretins and cream like freak nut
free my boy tim, the freakiest of gs, cuh
the man did nothing wrong, and i seen that
beating my meat, cause i’m a chef
procuring beats, in treble f*cking clef
we’ll never f*cking rest, one down for of
them toddlers with beautiful music most detest
not classy, nor did we ever get to asking
tell tim to bring his f*cking ass to the smash meet
blasting our matazz in slabs of ass cheeks
listening to jazz cause you rappers mad trash, peeps
[hook: bobe, shaedizzle, the legendary chef, big c]
f*ck on the bed, f*ck on the floor
give me some head, give me some more

girl i just wanna get spicy
why you gotta be so fiesty?

you like our songs, i like your tits
but deep down i don’t really like you, b*tch

suck on my d*ck, efficient and quick
l!ck on the tip, i just wanna bust in your

mouth (x32)

[outro: the legendary chef]
woo! yeah
yo, this sh*t is crazy
it’s the cum*c*ck*tion, true w*nkers
i’m the legendary chef .
and we out

- the true wankers lyrics

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