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letra de quintessential rap song - j pee

[chorus]
y’all ready to bassline some p-ssy with your tongue?
quintessential rap song
rhymes don’t matter if the beat strong
but for real no one listens to rap lyrics on tracks like this it’s filler
so… i’m saying whatever the f-ck i want
le’ go!

[verse 1]
h-llo motherf-ckers
yeah the real motherf-ckers
wave your hands to sophocles
if you really f-ck your mothers
if you k!lled all of ya brothers
your competition is slaughtered
and your mom washing your underwear
gets you all hot and bothered
but you just can’t k!ll your father
the dudе is so much stronger
and your mom keeps him around
because his dong is so much longеr
she really seems to love it
she screaming out all night long
which makes you so f-cking jealous
your genetics went wrong
mommy tells you that she loves you
but she won’t let daddy go
because she could not spend
the rest of her life with your tiny chode
you’re mommy’s little side b-tch
even your daddy know
and he laughin’
“hahaha”
‘till your confidence erodes
your heart is really breaking
‘cuz you love your mommy so
but her and daddy are
always making tiny d-ck jokes
move out to a farm where you’ll have
less judgmental options
close your eyes
think about
your mom
when you f-ck goats
f-ck goats
[chorus]
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
quintessential rap song
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
rhymes don’t matter if the beat strong
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
face more nuclear than kim jong
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
it’s the quintessential rap song

[bridge]
okay so, can i have my misogynist verse know?
i- look, i just wanna know how it feels like
as like an experiment
the song- look we’re pretty much obligated
to do it on a song like this
and no one’s listening anyways…
cool, thanks!

[verse 2]
i spit more anti-feminist sh-t
than on any p-ssy i’ve l!cked
rhyme scheme consists of
(b-tches, b-tches, fu-fu-fu-bi-bi-bi)
b-tches
yeah b-tches down on all fours
it’s the only music that makes
feminists act like wh0res
if you want some degradation baby
i’ve got more
i said beat makes you forget what you stand foooo-
-l!cks aggressively-
ah hah!
that’s great you have a law degree
but i can’t f-ck your law degree
i can use it to wipe my jizz up from your tits
berkeley, impressive
smell that p-ss like bartini
eat that p-ss like poverty
hope your mouth looks how i look
‘cuz it’s gon’ see a lot of me
your mouth won the lottery
brain so good like socrates
that cleft chin ain’t genetic
more b-lls hit your face than soccer teams
more face masks than halloween
now you’re gonna babysit
cum right on your eyes and leave
but you can watch my kiiiids
[chorus]
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
quintessential rap song
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
rhymes don’t matter if the beat strong
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
bass hittin’ dope like armstrong
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
it’s the quintessential rap song

[bridge]
d-mn man, no one even batted an eye at that sh-t
they’re all still dancing
i mean it’d be nice if like someone listened y’know?
i think it’s time to pull out the self-aggrandizing verse
like if this doesn’t get their attention
i literally don’t know what will

[verse 3]
i got a big closet like anne frank
my shower gold like r. kelly
12” inch d-ck call it subway
so deep in, it colored pork belly
i’ll castrate you like bruce d cave
take shots at me you a kamikaze
always hit it on the first date
without fail
like bill cosby
get more head than isis
more ass than colon cancer
but my music so pro-feminist
it’s touching women like [?]
untouchable like the nia
i’m adam lanza with your b-tch in foot
f-ck her on the beach
with no towel
she callin’ my d-ck the sandy hook
(ughh)
yesss
yes they’re p-ssed man
they’re offended
they’re f-cking listening
f-ck yeah
i mean i had to take it way too far but…
(this is last call at the bar)
(ughh)
ah f-ck it man, i tried
[chorus]
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
quintessential rap track (let’s go dance!)
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
rhymes don’t matter if the beat fat (ass and tits!)
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
face blowing up like a g-hat
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
it’s the quintessential rap track (twerk contest! uwaah!)
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
quintessential rap sounds
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
rhymes don’t matter if the beat pounds (now watch this sh-t.)
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
face with your face like chris brown
(b-tches, b-tches, b-tches)
it’s the quintessential rap sounds (yeah i don’t know how to twerk)

- j pee

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