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letra de gass - drench

[intro: will ferrell & adam scott]
heh. why do i want this?
yeah
’cause i wanna make bank bro. i wanna get ass. i wanna drive a range rover

[chorus: drench]
gas spray dip
baby don’t trip
drench comin’ back, and i’m back with a hit
quiet coyote, i ain’t tryna hear lip
goin’ h-lla dumb ’cause you know we on sh-t

gas spray dip
baby don’t trip (trip)
drench comin’ back, and i’m back with a hit
quiet coyote, i ain’t tryna hear lip (naw)
goin’ h-lla dumb ’cause you know we on sh-t (whoo)

[verse 1: drench]
here, patricia, you can hold my lean (b-tch)
ass tappin’ legal ’cause you know i’m 18 (tappin’ ass)
way above your sh-t, b-tch, i’m in the jet stream (whoo)
and i’m feelin’ like i’m whipped, huh, i make these ladies cream (shhhh)
your b-tch ain’t a charmer, but she made my snake dance (ha ha)
saying, “i don’t want no problems,” got me feelin’ like chance (naw)
i’m sprayin’ with the hose when i’m hoppin’ out the van (brrra)
and it’s like i’m on the ceiling ’cause i got so many fans (whoo)
knock ya ass out like a f-ckin’ benadryl
always gassed up, you would think i work for sh-ll (gas gas)
whisper to my b-lls, they don’t like it when i yell
reviewin’ her ass like she put it up on yelp

[chorus: drench]
gas spray dip
baby don’t trip
drench comin’ back, and i’m back with a hit
quiet coyote, i ain’t tryna hear lip
goin’ h-lla dumb ’cause you know we on sh-t

[verse 2: drench]
b-tch, let’s split up, and let’s look for clues (scooby doo)
yeah, this my house, but those your b-tch shoes (uh oh)
she goin’ home, and she gon’ kiss you
but when she’s with me, her face my tissue
whoo
tha-tha-that imagery is nasty
my energy is lasting
we’re synergy, i’m gassing
like stephen, how i’m passing
with the cheese i’m macking
i sink your boat, i’m kracken
like massive, how you capping? uh
like a white church ’cause i got so many bills (real bills)
neck on iceberg, how it’s giving me the chills (big chills)
got no time for snacks, i’m too busy eatin’ meals
baby, i just d-ck and dip, so don’t get me in your feels
yeah, your face a kindergarten
losin’ all my nemos, you can call me marlin
leavin’ you behind, like matt damon from “the martian”
you know i’m the sh-t by the way i’ve been shartin’
gas, spray ass, always need more ass
just like pringles, ’cause you know we stay stacked (stacked)
where you should stand is way the f-ck back (back)
fiendin’ for this d-ck like you just smoked crack (crack)

[chorus: drench]
gas spray dip
baby don’t trip
drench comin’ back, and i’m back with a hit
quiet coyote, i ain’t tryna hear lip
goin’ h-lla dumb ’cause you know we on sh-t

[outro: will ferrell & adam scott]
you’ve actually seen him eat a man’s p-n-s?
it was on international waters, so they couldn’t prosecute him, but i saw it

- drench

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