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letra de john's big deck - inebriation

[intro: noah jolly]
yuh
ban ban bananana
hahah
[verse 1: noah jolly]
smoking papyrus got me the highest
woke up like a diamond
i paint the monkeys p-n-s
charlie brown in linus
address me as your highness
this verse is vagisil up on them hills excitepryus [?]
be real you’ve never seen a staff this tall
i’ve got oracle d-ck she suck my crystal b-lls
count these racks until it’s my face on the raft snacks
screw it up the levee
smoke some darts and blow out big backs
then its back to mine
the bird up on my pony singing genuine
she ride my steed 10 speed like a real equine
i fill it to the brim [yeah] love potion number 9
[verse 2: zach moorefield]
its not recording
at all
its bullsh-t on the track
oh it is
f-ck it lets go
i’m underneath it
if your homies design on a t-shirt
i been grinding so hard that i think my t–th hurt
i know ya aunties niece begging for a feature
but let me be a [?] class in session heres the teacher
she need a study buddy while i’m giving her the test
lying in my raps trying to get it off my chest
writing lyrics with my labs cuz i’m tryin be the best
hating on me under the sticks better make a nest
hoes need to praise me, unless their the one that raise me
and i stay for my [?] unless i got rabies
feeling like leto
im 30 seconds to crazy a duke to a planet
im house atreides
sipping on this gravy
making my memory crazy
carly ray and jpeg you can call me maybe
im not your baby love you need to check your cranium, just wait for the day i blow up like uranium
fill a whole stadium up
im stronger than vibrainuim
im going back to underground i’m subterranean
[verse 3: jjog]
feeling so fresh, b-tch got axe spray all on my b-lls
back in covid i’d jerk it on zoom calls
asher said he got instincts boy whiter than nsync
morf behind me while im write making the pen blink
im sipping yingling
yo b-tch want my ding ding
carson staring at me, imma beat his ass
i’m just playing shook-ms
you know my middle name
the paper getting kinda g-y, i’m stacking men on men
that didn’t rhyme but i dont give a f-ck because i’m him
shady with the bars but jj ain’t slim
big ass b-tch at johns eating chicken fingers while she snapping tim
give me a rancho marg, no salt around the rim
i like a little bush, but b-tch you better trim
[background noise]

- inebriation

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