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gummy - tuberculosis twins lyrics

[intro: lil’ tizm]
f*ckin’ an octopus, got that polygrip
she usin’ dentures, with that polygrip
f*ck n*gga
sponsor us, polygrip
we need money, b*tches

[verse: lil’ tizm]
i’m on all fours, ’cause you know i wanna f*ck it (s*xual)
i’m gettin’ whooped by an applebee’s boo bucket (yeah)
pull out her meat, ’cause i really wanna suck it (g*y)
hand me his b*lls, i’ll go outside and chuck it (woo)
it’s the truth, yeah, you know i can’t lie
i can’t see out my motherf*ckin’ eye
i’m really scared, i think i’m gonna die
also f*ck n*ggers, i think i might be bi
my skin is black, they callin’ me a chimp (*monkey noises*)
pull out my phone and call my n*gga shimp (n*gga)
just like the 80s, my hair has got a crimp (yuh)
i broke my ankle, and now i got a limp (cripple)
i get the b*tches, ’cause you know i like to rizz ’em (rizz ’em)
i’m feelin’ frisky, might f*ck him down and then jizz ’em (s*m*n)
i bust her open like i’m f*ckin’ on a schism (hole)
my n*gga lunshabul, and i am lil’ tizm (doo, doo, doo)
i’m on your dad, he actin’ real chummy (*grunt*)
when he f*cks me, he wrap it up like a mummy
yeah, he eat it in the bed, he feelin’ crumby
he take his dentures out, so he can give me gummy (polygrip)
[bridge: mc lunshabul]
it’s 11.40 am, i’m drinkin’ p*ss

[verse: mc lunshabul]
b*tch, i drink gasoline like a latte (mocha)
yeah, i smashed a couple guys, no, it’s not g*y (p*n*s)
he got my booty swellin’ up, like i’m kim k (b*tch)
i’m talkin’ to a valley girl, she don’t go that way (sl*t)
what you mean, b*tch? you ain’t for the team, b*tch? (wh0re)
i saw the whole tape right on instagreem, b*tch (public domain)
that p*ssy greenish, got that shrek 3*ness (donkey)
i tied her up with fishing line just to suck my p*n*s (statutory)
latina tweaker, she gummin’ on my beans
and then i seent it, i’m lookin’ at the seams on them jeans
now why this b*tch got zipper? she a thick, big booty queen
reached my hand down and felt it, a d*ck bigger than me
so i ran out, chafin’ up my thighs with the meat
and it’s all makin’ sense why it looked so green
it was a booty hole, they makin’ c*cktails in her cheeks
with blue curacao and lemon juice, a blue*eyed martini

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