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lirik lagu yung p dough - bbc cypher

[intro]
god d~mn, yung p dough made another hit for real man
respect the drip karen
aye, i’m g~y, yuh, b~tch, ouu, god d~mn

[verse 1: yung p dough]
d~ck is thinner than a stick
why the f~ck your granny so thick
that sh~t be unrealistic, ay, ay, yuh (ou)
b~tch i go no life, i be calling anime girls my wife
b~tch on my d~ck, and i’m doing it quick
and bust on her face, and i’m catchin’ a case
and i’m catchin’ a case, when i hit on her face
with my fat c~ck and it sends her to sp~ce, god d~mn
f~cking grannys all day, every night
man, that p~ssy is real tight
just hit my dad, in the head, with my bike
and i leaked obama’s ip address
oh sh~t, your b~tch gonna undress, god d~mn

[verse 2: xilo]
b~tch you is my brofi, sippin’ lean, mc codeine
all you b~tches know me, yeah, you got thе sh~t, off a cliff
i don’t even need ? to suck his d~ck
yeah you rеally wanna beat ’em like you is a cop
and now i’m gettin’ on my knees when i suck his c~ck
i am the sussy, i’m a sussy baka, f~ck you with your gun
i don’t even need to hit it, but i’ll f~ck you and your son
got your dad in my bas~m~nt, i don’t even say sh~t
if you tryna f~ck, i got a bullet for your name, b~tch
i’m the best best, b~tch you really is a b~tch ?
i may hit you motherf~ckers, motherf~ckers miss fit
i been tryna game, you got games on your phone? no?
ok, i’ma just default dance on your ass b~tch, i’m out
[verse 3: yung spinach cumshot]
holy sh~t, this song is so bad
i like playing some of that good old among us
my d~ck is way larger than big f~cking chungus
my ~n~s hair is growing like a motherf~cking fungus
you already know my bank account is humongous
i’ma f~ck a girl whenever i f~cking want to
i like slurping p~ssy juice like it’s a f~cking fondue
p~ssy so wet i might need a f~cking pontoon
i only know that word exists ’cause i be playing bloons, aye

[verse 4: yung grippy]
b~tch i’ll give a sh~t if i bust in her f~cking mouth
then i’ll f~ck her hard all the way down in the south
don’t give a f~ck i’ll bust all up on her tits
then i’ll pound her cl~t into a big slimy mush
was off the molly i f~cked her mom
when i come around there it’s with the tom
this b~tch got my d~ck fruit
and she choking man these b~tches wish they had my loot
so i curb stomp them with my timb boots

[verse 5: yung codfixe]
i run back, then i jump, and hit it with my sausage
i just realized, i’ve done some critical damage
why you b~tches be so hypocritical, savage
all you peons talk sh~t, but all your b~tches average
don’t talk to me like that, you look like you’re from the zoo
i’ve been cooking up brand new bangers in the stu
bro you ugly as h~ll, but i’ll steal your momma
nah, just playin’ i’m chillin’ with my bro obama
[verse 6: lil bean]
okay, okay, okay, okay, one, two, pull up with a tool, aye
teaching b~tches how to flow and spit, i could start a school
i’m not one to pull up, throw some hands, always keep my cool
but it don’t mean that i’m always chill, b~tch i ain’t a fool
cotton candy faygo h~lla blue, sh~t look like a pool
talk sh~t and you get hit with this k, i don’t make the rules
f~ck around and cuddle with his b~tch, i might f~ck her too
pass the mic and turn up on the beat, spazzin’ in the stu, b~tch

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