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throatland gays vs. red cox - tuberculosis twins lyrics

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[intro: lil’ tizm]
i just cut this n*gga’s b*lls off and hit that sh*t a quarter mile
now i got boog sciambi talkin’ bout some “goodbye, home run”
time out
play ball

[verse: lil’ tizm]
got my b*tch in the kitchen making brownies
i’m getting roofied like i’m f*cking with a townie
i got bars like i got a liquor license
i’m dr. who, the way i’m f*cking up the silence
she on that dv, like she hittin’ a vape
he on that superman, he wearin’ a cape
he michael myers, yeah, they call him the shape
and when i’m done, they gon’ need that white tape
fart in her mouth, i give a b*tch pink throat
swallow it down, you know she a throat goat
i’m like titanic, cause i’ma sink her boat
call me an usher cause i’m checking her coat
thumb on the hole and i’m p*ssing six ways
friendly fire, the way i hate g*ys
hand in the bag, i’m grabbing some lays
you’re dad been in the trunk for the last eight days

[verse: mc lunshabul & lil’ tizm]
julienne a (n*gga) d*ck like some onions
got shooters in the looney bin, they some youngins
this b*tch think she moving in, no she bugging
walking all over you hoes, i got bunions
your b*tch must be some keef, the way i’m hitting it
you don’t even know where i be, like the cl*toris
50*50 chance of cancer, yo’ sh*t hit or miss
you miss every shot, yo’ ass can’t handle the bitterness
i just took a p*ss in the versace store
your b*tch doing handstands and begging me for more
i interrogated your b*tch, she said that she a wh0re
call me john kramer cause i’m jerking it to gore
holding back a dook in front of the hoes, i got ibs
about to let it loose, your mouth can catch the mess
i might smash a dude in front of the bros, looking like “who’s next?”
ready to put a cleveland steamer on your chest
she be spinning on my meat like rotisserie
call me a granny f*cker cause that b*tch be kissing me
i just k!lled your wife, put her out of her misery
smokin’ meth, and that sh*t makes me kinda jittery
smashed a beaner, i got tan lines on my meat
i’ll pin her down and f*ck her till she yells defeat
i just robbed a white dude for his sperry’s
*platypus sound* on the meat, like she perry

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