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letra de eric g. is a douchebag - kid brothers

[chorus a]
love me or hate me, f-ck nah
ya’ll don’t stimulate me
it’s young kb, stop misbehaving!
i’m so d-mn nuts, ya’ll mac and date me

[verse 1]
big nosed motherf-cker
i’m being honest, i’m a gross motherf-cker
i’m sorry for swearing momma
i’m kinda constantly bothering mommas and poppas
with modern rapper consonances
i’m modest, i’m hotter than saunas
i’m overrated like that band nirvana
i wanna be lana del rey, rihanna, obama…
on a television, drama
like osama, i’m the bomb (a)
i’m toying like i’m tonka
started from the bottom now i’m nada
i’m stupid. i hit the spot, hot like soup is
these dude kids do spit about…
who him?
you stink!
i do use the shower every day
i shampoo, shit
i’m an -sshole with courage
call me eustice
i’m turning up like glue-sticks
i barely work like glue-sticks
i just took a laxative
i could give like 2 shits
flows cold, motherf-ckers need to use vicks
close to being good, i’m less clothes
i’m a nudist

[verse 2]

uh, eric is a douche-bag
cool with the tunes, big nose like a toucan
so overused but i’m bright like a toucan
no one is going to be there to tell you that “you can.”

it’s cause you can’t. i mean you cannot
you’re a little b-tch. all you do is cry and say stupid shit
f-ck you, eric. you’re a little b-tch -ss hoe
you got a family and food on the table
and you’re crying about your shit
shove that motherf-cking prozac up your b-tch -ss

[chorus b]
spare me your time, i’m done
spare me your time, now

[bridge]
spare me your time, i’m done
spare me your time, now

[verse 3]
is it good? it’s good

eric g is a douche-bag
who’s that?
a cool cat with some smooth raps
i’d wear a durag but i’m not a cool black dude
yeah i do rap cool. in fact, i should smack you
chilling in the back of your cl-ssroom
wanna get jacked in the bathroom…
that’s you!
i’m the best with the rap tunes
i’m a bad dude, don’t tell momma or dad dude
when you hear my tunes, dude
you’ll feel it up in your tubes too
you’ll feel it up in your b–bs too
catch me up on the youtube
i’m crazy, my screw’s loose

hitting the back of jay
chilling and laughing and ‘yay!’
chilling and rapping like ‘ye,’
sitting in the crack of the shade
hitting the back of a jay, uh

[chorus c]

i’ll make your farewell hard for me
for me

- kid brothers

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