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3m - training season lyrics

[verse 1: king caexar]
bury smuts beneath cement and dust, not resenting lust, still tempting sluts for top offs like starbucks
smirnoff mugs, sex drugs and coco puffs, double d cups milk jugs and stale choco-truffs
tobacco puffs, scruff tuxedo cuffs, drunk and hung over like dudes sprung in mandingo huts
drop a load, cause i’m a bored klutz, spitting dope, stronger than the crack that rob ford snuffs
it’s the mellow bunch munching on bento lunch, i’m deeper than the syphilis lining inner bordello c-nts
abusing blunts son, i’m using puns
hard to find like a hollow hole in nuns, this wallop packs a punch
dope saliva, bulimics wouldn’t barf this up
viagra in a plastic cup, case my d-ck ain’t hard enough
life’s a b-tch with a prolapsed b-tt, some perky tits and dandruff
plus she bugs me like some beetle grubs

[hook: queenn]
leaves are blowing at three in the morning
leaves me knowing that things will be back again
(x2)

[verse 2: jibby]
uh, got a feeling i’m alright
with my nigga we’ve been balling all night on sight uh
he’s scottie pippen i’m mike, he tried to p-ss me the ball she turned out to be a dike uh
well alright you can roll with us, your girl bad and i can tell that she’s freaky huh, let’s just leave the club
the right words and we could flip the script, the right curves and she could get this d-ck
she say she never fucked a nigga and imma take it off her bucket list, i’m just saying, who could fuck with this?
invite a hater for some bungee jumping
if he fronting, push him off a cliff, yeah that’s the way that i been feeling lately
this liquor’s got me feeling crazy and this weed ain’t helping either, some head well.. on your knees, your position and
mama told me nothing’s good after 3 am, too bad that she was wrong again

[hook: queenn]

[verse 3: gp]
ain’t nobody here fucking with my click
and if you think you is then you can suck my fucking d-ck
all of you motherfucks convinced yourselves that you’d fit within this picture, i’m just lusting for some cl-t and tryina fuck a couple b-tches
it’s that c-ke sniffing, dope spitting molly with word
jordan with today’s impression of the ninety five bulls
i see that there’s no fucking fire so i’m like “fuck all these lighter teams”, more talent in my starting five than you’ll find in the entire league
i got rhythm, been known to pop ceilings and send a group of jet-setters top-spinning
i refuse to make a living off pot-dealing, rather than being on the cover of (double xl with top billing)
i show that i got sk!ll and she claiming she caught feelings
leads me to believe her decisions are c-ck-willing
nevertheless i won’t stop k!lling unless i’m locked in a maximum stocked prison with cops in it

[hook: queenn]

- training season lyrics

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