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letra de random dancing - likdageek

[intro]
look
look

[verse 1]
call me handy manny ’cause you know i keep the hammer
b-tches always talkin’ sh-t but they don’t really understand us
i’m balling on these n-ggas like i’m caillou with the cancer
named my clip, “gwen stefani” ’cause that sh-t be bananas
like a monkey, no zoboomafoo
money jumping through the roof
funny, but unusual
honey, whеre’s my super suit?
shawty kinda thick, man, she looking likе elastigirl
rhymes so sick, man, i think i’m gonna have to hurl
all of y’all my kids, but i don’t really wanna have a girl
these n-ggas wanna k!ll me, i’ll see you in the afterworld
[?] fighting demons, b-tch i’m the devil
jeff hardy with your b-tch ’cause you know she tryna wrestle
i record it like a [?], so you know she call me, “neville”
but my name is likdageek, even though i’m kind of special
but i don’t really like to use the r-word
i smell the cap on you n-ggas, spider sense, peter parker
[verse 2]
b-tch, i got the juice like the last pink starburst
call me, “black as f-ck” but i’m a tad bit darker
mad fist, arthur
three cans of monster
and not to be black, but what the f-ck is a father?
b-tch, i’m unbothered, n-ggas be imposters
i’m livin’ like i’m larry the lobster
and i speak proper
spazzin’ on a n-gga, mr. crocker
b-tch, i’m turnt up like a ski mask concert
passed around harder, that’s what she said
i’m watching the office while your b-tch giving me head
b-tch, i got three legs, getting to this wheat bread
let a n-gga try me and then his b-tch ass gon’ be dead
n-ggas say i’m weird, b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
stay talkin’ sh-t, oh, i guess i’m that n-gga, huh
thought i was a p-ssy ’cause i guess i don’t get enough
until i f-ck your b-tch, on her face where i finish her

[chorus]
she tryna be on camera
like her name miranda
random dancing on my d-ck and i ain’t even gotta ask her
’cause sh-t’d be too easy like the schedule, alabama
they be f-cking with the kid, and i ain’t talking ’bout a pastor
she tryna be on camera
like her name miranda
random dancing on my d-ck and i ain’t even gotta ask her
’cause sh-t’d be too easy like the schedule, alabama
they be f-cking with the kid, and i ain’t talking ’bout a pastor

- likdageek

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