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letra de vans slides - deafpigs

[intro: american dead cross]
alright there folks you’re tuned into 95.9
d-d-d-d-d-deafpigs
oh that’s a nice porch that you bought
oh, i think it’s a good day to mow the lawn
oh honey i love your side of the fence (can’t wait to eat this unseasoned meat)
oh my i think i’m gonna [?] (have you taken the kids to soccer practice?)
um, how do you [?] my credit score?
i’m cheating on my wife, but she won’t leave me cause i make the money
i think i’m going to invest into business
[chorus: american dead cross]
f-ckin’ on your b-tch in some van slides (yes)
i feel like j.f. kennedy when she slides
i’d be the handsomest, pessimist, boy that’s f-ckin’ on your b-tch
i’m f-ckin’ every bitty in your city, i’m so pretty (yes)

[verse 1: neverreallylost]
country goth girl is doing voodoo with my d-ck
gonna roll up through this city, come and shoot you with these b-tch
deady in the back with your girl, she can’t commit
f-ckin’ every single baddie in my sight, yeah i’m a pig (wait)
slow it down huh, i think i nutted on my crocs (yeah)
where’s the sound huh? deafpigs in the mosh (hey)
slow it down huh, i think i nutted on my crocs (huh)
where’s the sound huh? deafpigs in the mosh (yeah)

[chorus: american dead cross]
f-ckin’ on your b-tch in some van slides (yes)
i feel like j.f. kennedy when she slides
i’d be the handsomest, pessimist, boy that’s f-ckin’ on your b-tch
i’m f-ckin’ every bitty in your city, i’m so pretty (yes)

[verse 2: neverreallylost & hxchi]
pretty little white boy what you say?
i’m tryna make it through the day
smokin’ j’s like i’m obama 1988
ain’t got time for fake sh-t, feeling like the greatest
all these clown ass rappers out here actin’ like they’re raegan
innovation, no imitation, you’re just stuck lookin’ like a limitation
f-ckin’ yo b-tch on an inclination, we bustin’ a nut like it’s clinton nation
why’s your life so f-ckin’ basic?
you just out here catchin’ cases
stuck inside a dayshift, [?] payments
dead presidents inside my pocket, i don’t give a f-ck
no i’m not rich, but i still grab the p-ssy, feel like donald trump
i bombed a country in the middle east, i did it just because
i put a toupèe right up on my head, don’t tell anyone
oh my god hxchi is a menace, no b-tch i’m a deafpig (same thing assh0l-)
if you f-ckin’ with us then you could get a remedy
[?] kennedy
[?] sounds just like happy feet
back in the lunch line, they used to laugh at me
now i’m just laughin’ and laughin’ and laughin’ all the way to the bank
[chorus: american dead cross]
f-ckin’ on your b-tch in some van slides (yes)
i feel like j.f. kennedy when she slides
i’d be the handsomest, pessimist, boy that’s f-ckin’ on your b-tch
i’m f-ckin’ every bitty in your city, i’m so pretty (yes)

[outro: american dead cross]
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