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lirik lagu chef gingy – lil debbie

(intro)
(you take the blue pill, the story ends
you wake up in your bed and believe
whatever you want to believe
you take the red pill, you stay in wonderland
and i show you how deep the rabbit hole goes)

i got those mojitos, b~tch
like i’m young thad castle
these b~tches wanna f~ck on me
(remember)
(and i know it)
(all i’m offering is the truth)
(huh? ayy)

(verse)
im’ma cream your b~tch like lil debbie
i got that cookie like lil debbie
i’m your girl’s nutty buddy like lil debbie
and she baked and gooey inside (huh)
i’ll slap your mom’s milf ass while i break her back (ayy)
i pull up with the goose in my left (left)
and the nine in my right
f~ck yo hairy b~tch
i ain’t rumble in the jungle
she got the notorious v~a~g (knock it out)
she f~ckin’ with me, i pull out the p~i~p~e (that’s my d~ck)
if you speak on my name, meet the g~a~t
cause i’m gonna f~ck up a thot (not)
my d~ck my third eye, these b~tches call me enlightened
rumple foreskin, gonna do your b~tch in
chef ginge got the dragon (ca~caw)
cause i’m a f~ckin legend (ayy)
18 shots, i’ll cave your head in
(chorus)
one lil debbie
two lil debbies
three lil debbies
four lil debbies, i make her wet~ty
one lil debby (debby?)
two lil debbies (yo, yo, yo tim, you smell that bro?)
three lil debbies
(woo!) (i think i just sh~t myself bro)
four lil debbies, they suck on my d~ck~y
(oh sh~t)

(verse)
i just sh~t my pants b~tch
ay, ay, i just sh~t my pants b~tch
ay, ay, i just sh~t my pants b~tch
ay, that f~ckin’ chipotle got me
ay, it’s runnin’ down my leg like an insect
it smell like sh~t cause it is sh~t
cause i f~ckin’ sh~t myself like an infant
you know what else i did
ay, i f~cked a fat girl, ay
i f~cked a fat girl, ay
i f~cked a fat girl, ay
and then she sh~t in my mouth
sh~t in my mouth
sh~t in my mouth and all over my body
[?’] i never did like that
(verse)
i got four hoes that led me to four more
call that a 4 for 4
i got tito’s rockin’ from the east to the west coast
everyone says i be doing the most
mind your own f~cking business (stay out)
the truth that i speak, watch out for my f~cking hit list (bop, bop, bop)
chef gingy’s back and bad so gone give yourself a death sentence
as controversial as i may be
i’ll still f~ck your b~tch in the back of a model t (model t)
cause everything seems like it’s 1918
the drinks are flowing
the parties rocking
i got drugs flowing from the city of washington (washington)
make sure we got enough rubbers
cause these b~tches be foxy
they’ll give the p~ssy for oxy and that’s what i like (what i like)
a big titty b~tch, goth tonight (we love them goth hoes) (uhh)

(chorus)
one lil debbie (lil debbie)
two lil debbies (lil debbie)
three lil debbies
four lil debbies, i make em wet~ty (wet~ty)
one lil debbie
two lil debbies (lil debbies)
three lil debbies
four lil debbies, they suck on my d~ck~y
(verse)
tight p~ssy, that’s my favorite p~ssy
if i can’t feel the pressure then it’s way too loose~y (i like p~ssy)
i’m the greatest like my name cassius clay (muhammad ali)
my [?] with the most gaseous weed
my d~ck rises thirty feet
put my nuts in your face like shaquille o’neal
i’ll rip your face from your skull like an orange peel
ten blunts in my hand but i know that’s not enough
future is the gospel
and my god says she belongs to the f~cking mud (streets)
i swear to god b~tches ain’t sh~t
and thats the f~cking truth
chef gingy frees the f~cking youth
b~tch
going off the dome real quick
i love mojitos but i don’t love these hoes (i love mojitos)
send them to the garden
yeah, the market garden, shout out my band, f~ggots (f~ck these hoes)
i don’t know what to say but guess what
imma play your b~tch like i’m from 1966
see me out in these streets b~tch

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