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fuck ron the weenie (ft. neikosamah) - yusuf7n lyrics

part i

[intro: jason the ween]
please! please!
i didn’t even do nothing, bruh, this sh*tty ass app, man!
make it stop!

[verse: yusuf7n]
jason, you’s a b*tch and i put it on my soul
didn’t yo’ b*tch leave you when you flew her back to sol? (pew pew)
wocky in my doggy bag, this sh*t gon’ make me float
and yo’ b*tch gonna be stable when she sucking on my co* co*
calling b*tches mommy, lil n*gga better stop it
ronaldo b*tch is just a hoe, so you know she finna bop it
just got out the bank, had to make a big deposit
ronaldo girlfriend cheated on him, n*gga, come up out the closet

part ii

[intro: yusuf7n]
aye, f*ck both of yall b*tch ass n*ggas
i f*ckin’ hate both of yall (f*ck jason, b*tch ass n*gga!)
f*ck you ronaldo and f*ck that jason n*gga (free all my n*ggas, man)
both of yall can eat my d*ck, p*ssy ass n*ggas (pew, pew, pew!)

[verse: yusuf7n]
put some water in my cup, b*tch i feel likе patrick cc
jason weenie, he a p*ssy, and his b*tch, she look likе fiji
told yo’ mama that its friday night, that b*tch wanna get freaky
talking ’bout them kids, man i swear this n*gga creepy
part iii

[intro: stable ronaldo]
(‘i’m five years old!’ shut up, suck my d*ck! i don’t give a f*ck how old you are, matter of fact.)

[verse: yusuf7n]
ronaldo built just like a ball, how the f*ck that n*gga stable?
might just f*ck up on his b*tch and imma slam her through a table
choppa with extensions, long as sh*t just like a cable
you’s a b*tch just like yo’ mama, n*gga, now you need a lis*
n*ggas really talkin’ crazy so i had to get to dissin’
n*ggas always on the game, need to go and get some b*tches
i ain’t tripping off this duel, man i’m steady stacking riches

part iv

[bridge: yusuf7n]
dissing on the 7seven, b*tch just get up off my d*ck
dissing on the 7seven, you could get hit with a stick
the way you talk to b*tches, man that sh*t done make me sick
got you looking green, i might just hit you with a kick

part v

[intro: neikosamah & stable ronaldo]
i wanna see my mommy (huh? what?)
i m* i miss getting breastfed
man what the f*ck is that n*gga talking ’bout?
man, f*ck that p*ssy ass n*gga ron, man i got a question for you, b*tch
how the f*ck you switch to faze when you fall off?
make no d*mn sense, p*ssy ass n*gga
gang
[verse: neikosamah & stable ronaldo]
b*tch, how you gon’ talk when you got no stick?
how you gon’ talk when you made by clix?
how you gon’ talk when you fell off of twitch?
that n*gga ron really is a b*tch!
that n*gga girl cheated, he don’t know
f*ckin’ yo’ mom, your sis, your hoe
n*gga he stay talking like he slow
now i’m screaming f*ck ron, he a hoe!
f*ck ron, he a hoe! (b*tch! b*tch!)
f*ck ron, he a hoe, now i’m screaming f*ck ron he a hoe! (big b*tch!)
f*ck ron, he a hoe, b*tch! (f*ck he talkin’ ’bout?)
f*ck ron, he a hoe, b*tch!
f*ck ron, he a hoe, now i’m screaming f*ck ron he a hoe! (gang gang, bi*)
aye, ron! (what?)
isn’t yo’ girlfriend name angie?
i got yo’ b*tch eating a plan b
praying on kids, boy you real creepy (i’m gonna touch your kids!)
hol’ on, what? i keep the racks up in a safe
i’m finna nut on yo’ b*tch, what?
i’m finna nut on yo’ b*tch face
that n*gga cap, boy, telling favors
n*gga its f*ck any b*tch named stable
and i just dropped that n*gga like a label
that n*gga sped and his mental unstable
i’m in the place, feeling like a wizard!
that n*gga ron, he look like a lizard!
he is p*ssy boy, ain’t pulling triggers
how you support him when he saying ni*
i’m on the track and i feel like a saiyan
call me a b*tch? n*gga, what you saying?
i got a chop and it get a sprint
now, b*tch, i’m finna talk about jason
how you come on a diss with no plan, n*gga?
that n*gga yusuf my right hand n*gga
i stay with the gang like a band, n*gga
that n*gga jason jackie chan, n*gga
see, no i didn’t wanna get too personal cause i knew these n*ggas was finna drag it
but can we sit back and just talk about how this n*gga head built like a mallet?
he see a dog and he finna attack it
when i see jason, yeah its getting tragic
i’m finna beat on his head with a racket
we finna blow up like iraq!
i gotta fast forward, no fusion
that n*gga eyes stretch resolution
walk in yo’ trap and i.. (f*ck!)
walk in yo’ trap and i’m f*ckin’ on yujin!
[outro: neikosamah]
man, f*ck yall p*ssy ass n*ggas, man
f*ck a n*gga named jason and f*ck a b*tch ass n*gga named ron
i’m recording this sh*t 30 minutes before we actually start, and i’m still sh*tting on your b*tch ass
f*ck yo’ p*ssy ass, hold my nuts, n*gga (hold my nuts, n*gga)

- yusuf7n lyrics

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