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letra de new york yankees - cole myer & todd roberts

i said i quit, monte

put her in the friend zone, now she in the end zone
now she about to be my baby mama, take an enzyme
i don’t got a condom, so it’s cool if you just give me dome
i’m with the trans guy, sippin’ bud light with post malone

i’m with mark hillyard tryna get rid of my hiccups
i’m lookin’ down her p-ssy hole, i said this needs a phillips
she touchin’ on my scr-t-m now, she said she feels a weird lump
this ain’t fortnite, i do a shotgun, now i need a pump

she was tellin’ me her trauma, i was starin’ at her dump
they was walkin’ on the road, i was playin’ in the mud
i was tippin’ on my toes, now when i walk gotta thud
she expanded all her gaskets and said “fill mе up with crud”
i’m only drinkin’ whiskey neat if it’s paid for
i’m a tunnel diggеr, feel it in your core
it ain’t deep enough until you on the floor

i walk up to a muslin, strip his turban off and give him pork
she givin’ yankees in the club every day like she from new york
she rockin’ with hung gaydy, she don’t like your dong, it’s too short
bruce jenner cut off his c-ck, then he start to fork

i took her the motel and told her “do the chicken jockey”
if i get locked up, do my verses through a walkie-talkie
i said they ain’t on my wave yet, what you want, tsunami?
i’m jay cutler on the bench press, i’m the biggest body
i’m arnold schwarzenegger, an olympian
i was thinking of a grammy naked, that’s how my limp d-ck began
she was thinkin’ of me, she was rubbing, not her chin
when they yang to the right, i’ma ying for the win

meathead, fatso, porky, fatass, double wide
i can’t see you straight, i got cataracts
i walk an old lady cross the street, she needed help with that
i don’t discriminate, i don’t care if you’re white, brown, or black
only thing i don’t like is dirty nail black
or fat, lazy people who smell bad
you don’t use soap, your shower is a sink and a rag
i’m in uk smokin’ cigarettes, this a -beep-

think i need a nap, i’m a bit behind, jet lagged
i’m with megan guthrie, hey, where the two nuts at?
phone at the airport, playin’ joyride jet pack
fork in the road, i take it out, that ain’t a setback

i brought a spoon with me to eat it out, now i need a wet vac
mom told me to pull my pants up, she don’t like it when i sag
i wish i could go to cali more often, i wanna see my dad
i need to download tinder, i need someone to sh-g

she talkin’ to me about her history, i don’t need to know your past
i need to know if we could ever last
or else i’m team rocket, outta here, i gotta blast
i’m drake with the photoshop, love my fake abs

- cole myer todd roberts

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