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lirik lagu ipod - eggplant prince

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sn~tched the pterodactyl out the sky from the land before time
now it’s sitting on my head like gamora my wife
f~ck corporate life
i’m living free i’m an artist
everywhere in the sydney streets like nardis
the thigh comes with jasmine rice on the magic carpet
sipping soy milk cause what the f~ck is almond
p~ssy taste like shin ramen
i’m a daredevil looking for elektra no carmen
but i’m coming in the morning last
like troy and abed, real life tom holland
here to change thе game, i’m still uncharted
all this designеr got me
drip drip mix the wahlberg with the target
at el jannah all lethargic
with ragana jumped the train
met up with david back in arncliffe
uh, she’s getting h~rny off aromas of my armpit
i just lost 6 on the roosters it’s some alarming sh~t
conductor got me rapping over snuffleupagus
stripped big bird of his feathers, and i stuffed that sh~t
to a yellow jacket otherwise i’m always dressed in pink
ipod dolores umbridge
i’m a kniving b~tch
what a life i live, this sh~t is crazy
kewpie coloured cube squeeze it till the street creams mayonnaisey
in the whip bumping lazy eyes visions never hazy
i’m a asian guy, but the eyes are sharp to cut basic vibes
so you better watch your mouth boy
the parcel tongue will get you sent like malfoy
word to khao soi, this is asian fusion
dropping gems on em these are auditory ancient ruins
couldn’t do corporate bodies, i had to face the music
there is no wizard in oz that’s a taste of the truth its
why i’m on the road for the yellow brick
that’s not the purpose but if it’s there why not take a bit
if she a alt girl then i don’t mind what the flavour is
but for some reason i always end up with asian chicks (haha)
i been, hard like the pasta before you add the water
jackson pollock passion bleeds off of the canvas crossing borders
sons and daughters all cross the world’ll call me their favourite author
can’t control the flow cause my sh~t is a toilet out of order
in eora splorin’ my paps boots so i feel like dora
mordecai and rigby the clique be entirely imported
i be pouring all of my heart inside what i got in store for
my supporters especially if they pretty with a fruit from georgia
yeah i love that sh~t, not tryna front
l!cked a few cl~ts but i ain’t a hard c~nt
oiled up, stuff it like martabak
eyes are the window to the soul i tore the carpet up (yugh)


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