letra de barbeque - bambino
[intro]
(yo that’s classic)
t-steak
[chorus]
t-steak, t-stroke, t-g-y, t-grope
think you got friends but you don’t
making fun of my mom you albino nerd
your cankles can’t run 5 feet
obesity is what you have, diabetes eating all that trash
garlic eating fat chunk, you g-y trash chubby toad
[verse 1]
1 mile per hour, you b-squad forever
you need that social advantage
but your social life just tragic
no one knows who you are, eating candy bars
like are you going faster
[verse 2]
in my own household where your manners at making fun of my momma
the ultimate crime to me, screw you lump of raw steak
got no athleticism and your personality is rouge
you say you swim very well but we all know it’s a lie
[outro]
t-steak, t-stroke, t-g-y, t-grope
bambino
out
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