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letra de turkey sex nigga - hydracoque

lyrics
[intro // hydracoque]
yeah motherf-cker hydracoque n-gga, nigpro records motherf-cker, dj dangle d-ck, haven’t said that name in a while motherf-cker, i wanna f-ck a turkey n-gga
i wanna f-ck a motherf-ckin’ male turkey, this turkey s-x n-gga, remember bird s-x n-gga motherf-cker, this turkey s-x n-gga -incoherent mumbling-
ayo where my d-ld- at?

[chorus // hydracoque]
turkey s-x n-gga, gonna be cummin’ inside of a motherf-ckin’ turkey
turkey s-x n-gga, d-ck standin’ tall while my pecs be rеstin’ so perky
turkey s-x n-gga, f-ckin’ on birds all thе time ’til my p-n-s is burning
turkey s-x n-gga, go-go-go-gobble my c-ck, man i’m teachin’, they learning
gettin’ wild with wild turkeys, pluck their feathers to f-ck ’em better
blow their heads off with a shotgun n-gga, then put all their necks down my f-ckin’ p-ck-r
cannot peck me now, you can just s-x me now, i’m predicting cummy bl–dy weather
call me weatherman, i’m forever man, i’m g-y forever ever
[verse 1 // hydracoque]
i ain’t g-y n-gga… sike, yes i am, and i wanna f-ck a bird, a turkey!
i want these feathery [redacted] to jerk me… n-gga that’s absurd, they’re turkeys!
i don’t even care i’m gonna find a f-ckin’ way because i’m h-lla f-ckin’ h-rny and these turkeys are male and i’m g-y
should i f-ck ’em while they’re dead or should i f-ck ’em while alive? my n-gga i don’t know, i want ’em anyway
i want ’em raw, want ’em cooked
i study them and read their body language like a book
and what i gather? is they’re r-t-rded
so they don’t need consent to get started
i know my human partners do not either… but that’s beyond this
out of the scope, unlike the turkeys that i’m aiming at, if i don’t f-ck ’em now i’ll be beyond p-ssed
all the pleasure that i’m gettin’ from f-ckin’ these turkeys is really beyond bliss
rip their feathers out and put them all down my urethra while partin’ my c-ck lips (feelin’ catharsis)
i just love it, i can never ever get enough, and i don’t need a license to hunt
turkeys or thugs, i do what i want, and if you got a problem then you is a c-nt
you should just shut the f-ck up and suck my n-gga d-ck now, but only if you male
i do not f-ck with the b-tches unless they traps, and i can tell by the smell
i’m on the hunt for bussy right now, and i wanna f-ck it
f-ck a male bird or f-ck a male man, f-ck a courier like the other mailman
i wanna spray in, d-mn!
let my cum out my c-ck
and my p-n-s it talks and it tells me to stalk
makes me attack and i f-ck from the back, all these n-ggas gettin’ clapped from my sack ’til they drop
cumshots and gunshots, they always pop off at my mo’f-ckin’ house and i hear ’em outside
gonna be runnin’ out, cummin’ all over the floor and i’m causin’ g-y n-gga creampies
f-ck it, i need to be turnin’ the gain down so i’m not even f-ckin’ clippin’ the mic
but if you got a problem, i’m gonna be dilating your urethra with a railway spike
f-ck it, i’m goin’ crazy n-gga, that’s just what happens sometimes, i cannot help it
so g-y_i loop the chorus again and i’ma beat my d-ck ’til my p-n-s is welted
[chorus // hydracoque]
turkey s-x n-gga, gonna be cummin’ inside of a motherf-ckin’ turkey
turkey s-x n-gga, d-ck standin’ tall while my pecs be restin’ so perky
turkey s-x n-gga, f-ckin’ on birds all the time ’til my p-n-s is burning
turkey s-x n-gga, go-go-go-gobble my c-ck, man i’m teachin’, they learning
gettin’ wild with wild turkeys, pluck their feathers to f-ck ’em better
blow their heads off with a shotgun n-gga, then put all their necks down my f-ckin’ p-ck-r
cannot peck me now, you can just s-x me now, i’m predicting cummy bl–dy weather
call me weatherman, i’m forever man, i’m g-y forever ever

[verse 2 // hydracoque]
turkey s-x, turkey s-x n-gga
turkey turkey turkey turkey s-x
turkey turkey turkey s-x n-gga
fu-f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the turkey
f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the turkey, i’m f-ckin’ the f-ckin’ the f-ckin’ the turkey

[chorus // hydracoque]
turkey s-x n-gga, gonna be cummin’ inside of a motherf-ckin’ turkey
turkey s-x n-gga, d-ck standin’ tall while my pecs be restin’ so perky
turkey s-x n-gga, f-ckin’ on birds all the time ’til my p-n-s is burning
turkey s-x n-gga, go-go-go-gobble my c-ck, man i’m teachin’, they learning
gettin’ wild with wild turkeys, pluck their feathers to f-ck ’em better
blow their heads off with a shotgun n-gga, then put all their necks down my f-ckin’ p-ck-r
cannot peck me now, you can just s-x me now, i’m predicting cummy bl–dy weather
call me weatherman, i’m forever man, i’m g-y forever ever
[verse 1 // hydracoque]
i ain’t g-y n-gga… sike, yes i am, and i wanna f-ck a bird, a turkey!
i want these feathery [redacted] to jerk me… n-gga that’s absurd, they’re turkeys!
i don’t even care i’m gonna find a f-ckin’ way because i’m h-lla f-ckin’ h-rny and these turkeys are male and i’m g-y
should i f-ck ’em while they’re dead or should i f-ck ’em while alive? my n-gga i don’t know, i want ’em anyway
i want ’em raw, want ’em cooked
i study them and read their body language like a book
and what i gather? is they’re r-t-rded
so they don’t need consent to get started
i know my human partners do not either… but that’s beyond this
out of the scope, unlike the turkeys that i’m aiming at, if i don’t f-ck ’em now i’ll be beyond p-ssed
all the pleasure that i’m gettin’ from f-ckin’ these turkeys is really beyond bliss
rip their feathers out and put them all down my urethra while partin’ my c-ck lips (feelin’ catharsis)
i just love it, i can never ever get enough, and i don’t need a license to hunt
turkeys or thugs, i do what i want, and if you got a problem then you is a c-nt
you should just shut the f-ck up and suck my n-gga d-ck now, but only if you male
i do not f-ck with the b-tches unless they traps, and i can tell by the smell
i’m on the hunt for bussy right now, and i wanna f-ck it
f-ck a male bird or f-ck a male man, f-ck a courier like the other mailman
i wanna spray in, d-mn!
let my cum out my c-ck
and my p-n-s it talks and it tells me to stalk
makes me attack and i f-ck from the back, all these n-ggas gettin’ clapped from my sack ’til they drop
cumshots and gunshots, they always pop off at my mo’f-ckin’ house and i hear ’em outside
gonna be runnin’ out, cummin’ all over the floor and i’m causin’ g-y n-gga creampies
f-ck it, i need to be turnin’ the gain down so i’m not even f-ckin’ clippin’ the mic
but if you got a problem, i’m gonna be dilating your urethra with a railway spike
f-ck it, i’m goin’ crazy n-gga, that’s just what happens sometimes, i cannot help it
so g-y_i loop the chorus again and i’ma beat my d-ck ’til my p-n-s is welted

- hydracoque

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