letra de mc virgins - balls out freestyle
[intro: mc prophet]
it- it usually takes me a little bit to find it (hahaha)
yes, yes
f-ck you, jake
dude f-ck this intro (haha)
ay, ay, uh
[verse 1: mc prophet]
i know nothin’ ’bout sports, but i got my b-lls out (what?)
so many assets that my capital the size of moscow
self made and self employed, i never clock out (ok, ok)
and me and kudge are forever virgins
we ain’t gon’ stop now (never had s-x)
stripes on my feet (yeah)
like you know that i got the tigers on (uh)
stripes on her face
like that chick should’ve had the wipers on
been so many months
god d-mn, can’t even write a song (yuh, yuh ay)
but i know that this gonna go gold, i got my midas on
hold up, i need a moment of silence
[verse 2: mc kudge]
kudge coming in hot like i’m f-ckin’ in saunas
we the world’s worst boyband
i must be honest
i got nothin’ to hide, opposite drake and adonis
fans said we fallin’ off
i guess we fakin’ the comments
new b-tch, she half greek like i’m dating with giannis
your new favorite group done set the bar too low
my girls got a culo, my boys getting checks
man i’m at the crib watching zack and cody with my ex b-tch
later imma get a tee time with my next b-tch
see if she can handle a stick and b-lls
then i’ll stick my b-lls perfectly inside her like it’s tetris
get this
i just pulled up in a sick jag
say you don’t like us like you’ve never heard big bag
same set, but the metal lookin’ mismatched
all real here man, go and check the gift tag
[verse 3: mc wasian]
cum and then i go like i’m the gas station (ok, ok)
white car, yellow interior like i’m wasian (swag)
h-lla crowds staring at me like a run a nation
multicolor b-tches, i got some dalmatians (ah)
b-tch with a caboose, i think she’s p-ssed off (big ass)
now i gotta make an excuse because my d-ck soft
tryna get this weight of my chest like i was rick ross (he’s so f-cking fat)
and i’m finna waltz in this b-tch, my name is christoph
[outro: mc prophet]
i know nothin’ but sports but i got my b-lls out
i know nothin’ but sports but i got my b-lls out
i know nothin’ but sports but i got my b-lls out
and me and kudge are forever virgins we ain’t gon’ stop now
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