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lirik lagu asta the demon king – pacin man

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me im the captain man;
tell me what happened man;
we get to clapping man;
like dyk~s we be strapping man;
these p~ssies running man;
i’m never capping man ;
my n~gga be trapping man;
b~tch i be pacing man (aye);
me im the captain man aye;
tell me what happened man aye;
we get to clapping man aye, like dikes we strapping man aye, these p~ssies they running man aye;
these n~ggas be cappin man aye;
my n~ggas be trapping man aye
b~tch im the packing man; (yuh)

you know that im packing man, keep a strappy in the backing man (strap, strap);
i’m never lacking man, run up on me you get blasted man (never fold);
you know i do this sh~t for fun uh(too easy) (get it);
beat the p~ssy like a drum uh (uh hit it);
catch you lacking you gon rn uh,this 45. up at yo dome (yuh yuh aye);
you n~ggas stupid dummy and it is funny, so come over bae get this pole in your tummy;
got n~ggas slimed out like his nose is runny;
my diamonds too bright like this sh~t is sunny;
your n~gga is soft like he’s a gummy;
my n~ggas is savage we kickin in doors;
step on a n~gga leave him on the floor;
bet yo dumbass never talk sh~t nomore;
walk in this b~tch, the way that we talk in this b~tch;
beat you to death with a club yuh, turn into golf in this b~tch;
ima pull up on yo mama, she take it off in this b~tch;
yuh yuh my d~ck extendo, you know that ill make her lift off in this b~tch;
trippin on big in the back and, trippin on big in the back and f~ckin yo b~tch in the backstreets, yea she was chokin on d~ck in the back and she got my d~ck in her back and i dont find nothing attractive;
i know i am a hoe, but call me one ill f~cking stab you;
chuck mm, i don’t f~cking throw hands my n~gga i chuck mm;
duck mm, d~ck at wrist i guess u better duck mm;
f~ck mm, i don’t give a sh~t i can’t give f~cks mm;
f~ck you, running like a p~ssy i can smell the b~tch so f~ck you;

yea i got yo b~tch she wishing, she say she want me to put the tip in;
so dirty she want me to f~ck her in the kitchen;
like nutella, i tell her ima nut and dip it;
yuh huh, aye huh, p~ssy what’s good;
yea im not p~ssy i might cause a commotion in yo hood;
yuh huh, aye huh, shootin at yo boy, cause all you n~ggas p~ssies, and all you p~ssies toys;
yuh huh, aye and all my n~ggas voot, so if we see you in the street just know we boutta shoot, and if we shoot your mama cryin at your funeral;
and all p~ssies p~ssy, who’s p~ssy’s p~ssy made of wool


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