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letra de sigma grindset! (extended version) - hilariouscock

[intro: hilariousc-ck]
i got your b-tch, she a slave for my pleasures
i got so much money that you cannot measure
cannot use a ruler, my d-ck is a ruler

[interlude: hilariousc-ck, in, des kelly & zlatan ibrahimovic]
ooh
the queef god up in this b-tch (yeah yeah yeah)
trapper of the century, you know what the f-ck’s going on motherf-cker (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
how you so good at football
you need to f-ck a horse
what?
exactly
[verse 1: hilariousc-ck]
got so much money, i just be flexing
i got your mom, and she be texting
she wanna be friends, shе lying, ‘cause she s-xting
shе want me so bad that she tried to molest me
i sh-t on you like i’m on my diamond toilet i actually have, and i’m really not capping
diamond toilet paper with me, i’m cr-pping
all i be doing with my life is trapping
you know i had to hop inside the coupe
brown leather insides like i took a p–p
it must’ve been all that muhf-ckin soup
car is so fast that i could do a loop
f-ck the pedestrians up, in the street
skrt in this b-tch while i’m beating my meat
yes the amount i have is not cap, and i’m totally not making tweets

[chorus: hilariousc-ck & in]
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b-tch, she a slave for my pleasures
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b-tch, she a slave for my pleasures
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b-tch, she a slave for my pleasures
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b-tch, she a slave for my pleasures (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[verse 2: in, hilariousc-ck & both]
ayy little n-gga i pop a lil perc, and i pop a lil lean and i bop on this sh-t
wait, i got lean on my shirt
wait, i got lean on my shirt
yeah little n-gga i pull up with pistols, and i’m in your block and ima let ‘em pop
cause i don’t give a f-ck, little n-gga you suck ima pull up on you with a muhf-ckin truck, yeah (what kind?)
a garbage truck, yeah (okay)
and a d-ld- in yo ass, yeah (huh)
all you n-ggas f-cking stupid
pull up on you with the cash, yeah (too much money)
all of my n-ggas go crazy, popping lean, popping lean, popping percies (yeah we do that)
yeah, i know lean’s a drink, but i still pop it n-gga (cool)

[chorus: hilariousc-ck]
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b-tch, she a slave for my pleasures
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b-tch, she a slave for my pleasures
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b-tch, she a slave for my pleasures
got so much money that you cannot measure
i got your b-tch, she a slave for my pleasures

[outro: hilariousc-ck]
i got your b-tch, she a slave for my pleasures
i got so much money that you cannot measure
cannot use a ruler, my d-ck is a ruler
i might need a cooler, shoot beams like i’m frieza
elsa got my d-ck frozen, her mouth a freezer
need p-ssy with a built in heater for my millimeter defeater
then i’ll fly away like a griffin, no peter
i’m h-rny as f-ck

- hilariouscock

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