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lirik lagu finnbah - satan's son

[part i]

[intro]
~~~~
he’s satan’s son
he will jerk and~
the devil came to mack!llop

[verse 1]
~~~~ here he comes now (heh)
to get exposed clown (yo!)
don’t give a f~ck ‘bout the hoes now (no)
you bout to say “whoa now? (whoa!)
this must be jokes how?” (ha!)
the clocks getting rewound (when?)
a year back let’s see now (oh)
you’d think that he’s senile (yeah)
the way that his penile (haha)
is going up up for people younger than he, down (boing)
down on your knees cow (down!)
or should i say calf, now (haha!)
if you don’t get it that’s k, gal (ha)
what i’m bout to say’s wild (haha)
back in year 11 this guy made a list of the girls
at the school and ranked еm if he’d give em a swirl
and not еveryone was in his grade that t~rd
had the bright idea to put his friend’s younger sister at the top of his world
got a grade a d~ck but the same way
you’d cup the tits on a dame, he’s like going out with a tranny (haha!)
half gay in the way he’ll take whatever he can to get laid
whether it be a girl in half his grade
or if he treats his cousins like ye may~
be he’d stalk your insta page for a couple of days, babe, yeah
then fantasise about you topping his main frame
but if you go to mardi gras you’ll prolly find him at the back
looking for a bra to unwrap
looking like a cross of both jeff dahmer, epstein and osama
spitting like a llama on mama’s undergarments
if you’re a girl then you’re his wet dream
it’s interesting
when late night i am texting, with bestie
he said to me, ~~~~ has said things
like s~xting to get he and his girlfriend not messing
fantasising in extreme depth
the steps he’d take to get she
then begin a three~
some with fisting, kissing, raging erections
in skin~tight fishnets, i wish i could forget this
unfortunately it’s reality and it’s exhausting
pretending i don’t wish he was aborted
is it obvi that i don’t plan on being friendly
homicidal thoughts peep in my brain and i’m wanting
to export these
but i can only cope, that’s why i call him
[chorus]
~~~~
he’s satan’s son
he will jerk and cum
to men, women and children (one more time)
his name is ~~~~
he’s satan’s son
he will jerk and cum
to p~rn, men, women and children

[verse 2]
c~ck block! “who’s there?” here’s a clue “ooh”
his d~ck size starts in the number two, boo
not me b~tch i’m talking ‘bout the person who
you were about to let get all up in your cooch, fool
you fall asleep? my explanation is he’s raping you
i can’t see any other reason you’d be with this naked dude
have i walked in on an attack? get out of bed
he’s got molly in your champagne like rozay’d do, haha
suck a d~ck i know that you’re mentally ill
either that or you’ve been chomping on fentanyl pills
chicka! satan’s son, i know you want to cum
i know before you’d do your girlfriend you’d do her mum
i know you like ‘em tittyless like a kiddy is spinning ‘em into oblivion
reptilian b~st~rd, spitting in their panties
i’m livid he’s masking like kanye in a taxi
grabbing on diddy’s asscheeks
but let’s be real, ho (what?)
you’d probably let him treat you like a d~ld~ (yeah)
spin you around and then watch him k!ll, rope (eugh!)
you up and make the whole backseat the spill zone (ew, you cuck)
i hope to one day see you on chris hansen
end up like charles manson
get colon cancer and answer to your f~cking master
satan’s waiting if you even believe, which i doubt, but i feel you’re like a f~cking pastor
get kids to pray on all fours and cum forth to the lord
strip ‘em like lorde and force a glory hole ‘till they’re sore
say god said you must raw
dog these kids in the morgue pour oil all on their b~lls, tall or small he called
me and you aren’t the same i like girls but like them my age
get a 12 gauge unto your brain make you explain your heinous ways
invade your cage and make you pray then stain your veins with razor blades
lacing lays with ~n~l aids and aim at eighty asian babes
then make you l!ck ‘till you’re sick ‘till you’d rather suck a d~ck
admit you are a pr~ck then rip your list and slit your wrists
addicted to tits and cl~t i admit i admire your game it’s true
if i had your confidence with ladies here’s what i’d do
sticking my d~ck in your b00bs got me itching to fuse looks like it’s tickling too
your fingers fapping it’s trickling goo, savage go l!cking ‘em i’m ripping lube
my d~ck ain’t lightweight when i’m sticking it in your poon i’ll make it stick with my glue
how the f~ck am i gonna fit in your poon look at my tube all the l!cks it’s ensued
so siblings, if you have any, i’ll do, dipping it in all of the women who
take slime smear it all over my t~st~cl~s they can all suck on my d~ck if they choose
wanna get your throat slit? better let me play fack b~tch or imma do what ~~~~ sent me to do
contiguously get to laying sh~t diddy is in me and i am feeling him his name is
[chorus]
~~~~
he’s satan’s son
he will jerk and cum
to cucks, p~rn, men, women and children (one more time, what’s his name?)
his name is ~~~~
he’s satan’s son
he will jerk and cum
to dyk~s, cucks, p~rn, men, women and children

[outro]
let’s go pedal to the metal, pedal to the metal, pedal to the metal (metal, metal)
let’s go pedal to the metal, pedal to the metal, pedal to the metal (metal, metal)
let’s go~

[part ii]

[intro]
don’t go anywhere
girl, i’m sorry if you’re upset
finnbah! (haha)
give me a bj in the park!

[verse]
yeah, i said your name (yeah)
that sh~t wern’t a mistake (nope)
i said it, i meant it (yeah!)
give me head by the lake (please!)
everything i said is true (yep)
you drive me crazy, you must be confused (d~mn)
i lied out of shame (yeah)
now i got nothing to lose (no)
i don’t need no pocket p~ssy (nah!)
you’re short enough as is (haha!)
i know we’d be good together (yeah!)
girl, your boyfriend is a b~tch (b~tch!)
you said you wouldn’t mind (nope)
if i was talking bout you (yep)
let’s see how much you mind now
say “no” i got tissues (haha!)
but i won’t need to cry (nope)
i don’t need you in my life (nope)
but i want you so don’t leave me (please)
cause i think i might just die (i’ll do it!)
maybe i’m bipolar (yeah)
don’t give me no cold shoulder (no!)
let’s make a movie, oppenheimer (ha!)
we’ll both blow like chris nolan
why not?

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