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letra de zombie - benny troung

[intro]
“you know what? i’d rather drink beer than buy her or the kid anything.”

brain gone, mind gone, i don’t know what i’m on [x4]

[hook]
smoking all this weed got me feeling like a zombie
drinking this champagne got me feeling like a zombie
walking through the bar and i’m feeling like a zombie
looking for some brain, i’m a motherf-cking zombie
b-tch we stay blazin’, til’ we look asian [x3]
wait… wait, i’m already asian

[verse 1]
smoked about a gram, yo, of the mango
now i’m so high that i’m tryna’ do the tango (dancing)
tongue down her throat (throat)
my hand down her pants, yo (p-ssy)
bum-ba-da-bum-bum-bum, play that p-ssy like a banjo (ow!)
asian willie nelson (ow!)
smoking willie nelson (ow!)
she wrestling my d-ck
put my willie in her nelson (ow!)
one 40 down, down (down)
i’m tipsy
two 40s down, down (down)
i’m frisky
five 40s down, down (down)
i’m gone
wake up in the morn’ on your mom’s front lawn (what the f-ck?)
“d-mn where my clothes at, d-mn where my shoes at?
why my d-ck got all these bruises?” (ouch)

[hook]

[verse 2]
smoking on the barney
yeah, that’s the purple (weed)
b-tches say “benny troung, you should do commercial” (handsome)
b-tches say “benny troung, you’re like my fantasy” (ok)
shut up, b-tch, you look like a manatee (fat)
boom shakalaka (wha?)
she look like chewbacca (ooh)
few shots of vodka (ooh)
now she look hotter (s-xy)
yeah, her p-ssy wetter than an otter
yeah, put my p-n-s on her tonsils (take it)
knick-knack, paddywhack, give a dog a bone (ok)
big sack, gimme that, b-tch i wanna smoke (ow!)
big -ss, big rack, think we’re gonna bone (ow!)
hit that, peace out, b-tch i’m going home
see ya! (ooh)

[hook]

[verse 3]
this weed good as f-ck (what?)
it’s excellent (d-mn)
smoked a whole bowl, now i’m feeling dyslexic (stupid)
i can’t read sh-t (no)
i can’t see sh-t (h-ll no)
oh my god, i think i see jesus (wow!)
never mind (wha?), that’s just my boy steven (ooh)
came through, with a brew, and a few skeezers
white boy wasted, listening to weezer (ooh)
good golly, we smoking that buddy holly
walking through the party, mami, probably feeling like a zombie
oh my gosh, i’m so sorry
vomited all on your toilet
tell her “what’s the problem darling?
benny troung don’t make you h-rny?”
told me that she didn’t want it
so i jerk off on her stomach

[hook]

[outro]
“how long have you been with her?”
“mmm, off and on 2 years.”
“you got her pregnant?”
“yep.”
“and 2 weeks after you got her pregnant, you broke up with her?”
“yep.”
“and why’d you break up with her?”
“because i don’t like her.””

- benny troung

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