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letra de charlie brown christmas & thick cartoon milfs - lil kori

[intro: lil kori & j.c the rapper]
(curse you, kori the finesse kid) it’s mr. steal all your b-tches ’cause you have no game
(sorry boys, j.c took my virginity) (yeah man, facts) how do you feel?
ha, i’m just kidding, but yeah
it’s your boy lil kori
i’m back in this b-tch with j.c (hey, that’s me!)
alright, we gotta wrap some b-tches up on some bdsm sh-t
you feel me, kori? (playtime’s over)
(let’s get this sh-t done) yeah, facts bro
(i hate windxws, i hate windxws) we gotta get some hoes, so let’s get this sh-t done

[verse 1: j.c the rapper & lil kori]
candy cane n-gga, ’cause i keep a stick (yeah, yeah)
got lollipop thirties, yo’ b-tch finna l!ck (yeah, drip)
these n-ggas is mad, they see start a fad (yеah, yeah)
but everybody tryna follow mе, b-tch
muh’f-ck, it’s christmas, thick hoes on my wish list
i ain’t got no gold, but i got all the riches
j.c is black, but that n-gga got privilege
i’m snugglin’ with kori and my n-gga sayin’ “n-gga” (b-tch)
you say you got drip, but it’s faucet water
yo’ b-tch ride on me like t–ter totter
bring p-ssy to my place, how else i slaughter?
and yeah, you her dad, but she calls me father
but they make me mad, so now i’m the grinch
i’m makin’ my plan to steal all yo’ sh-t
dug all my contraptions, meanwhile i’m rappin’
then rob everyone and i don’t give a sh-t
some on me, b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
candy cane, stick it in yo’ b-tch, she gon’ wake it up
kori and j.c be pimpin’, we gon’ run it up
thick cartoon b-tches (want me to come in here?)
on me, they some sl-tty sl-ts (aight bet, i got you, bro, ayy)
[verse 2: lil kori]
thick little mama (yuh), i’m cuffing for christmas
i just want a thick asian milf on my wish list
it’s christmas, and i’m tryna find me a mistress
i call up lil tubby, he slide with the b-tches
olive oil get on her knees, she start suckin’ me
slide my d-ck right in her guts like a pumpkin seed
shawty so thick, her ass round like a christmas tree
i slit your throat if you keep talkin’ sh-t ’bout me
ayy (all i want for christmas)
is a thick cartoon who finna give me some top, ayy
big titty milf, she gon’ ride on my c-ck
shawty suckin’ me up, and she givin’ that bop
you’re hiding your thot, but i already hit her, though
kissin’ your b-tch while i’m under the mistletoe
she get on her knees, like a dryer, she finna blow
my d-ck is so small, it could fit in a cheerio
(ayy) bounce on that booty like mario
piping your lady, i guess i am not sorry, ho
give your b-tch d-ck ’cause she said she a scorpio
chill with two baddies like it was an oreo (yeah man)
just like tom macdonald, these n-ggas got ego
i’m smokin’ on gas and i’m fly like a seagull
pull up with the stick, shoot a film like i’m regal
my girlfriend is five, but oh sh-t, that’s illegal!
[outro: lil kori]
and that’s my verse
finna go find me a badass lil elf b-tch, uhh
i’m outta here
merry christmas, happy hanukkah, whatever holiday you celebrate
peace

- lil kori

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