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letra de disney bitches pt. 3 - lil kori

[intro: lil weenie]
diamonds, wrist
lil’ b-tch on my d-ck
diamonds, wrist
lil’ b-tch on my d-ck, yeah

[chorus: lil weenie]
diamonds on my wrist, got lil’ b-tch right up on my d-ck
diamonds on my wrist, got lil’ b-tch right up on my d-ck
diamonds on my wrist, got lil’ b-tch right up on my d-ck
diamonds on my wrist, got lil’ b-tch right up on my d-ck (dj martin jones)

[verse 1: lil weenie]
diamonds on my wrist, got lil’ b-tch right up on my d-ck
got a little bl!ck, swear to god that it go cl!ck cl!ck
yeah, you got a gun, but lil’ boy, yeah we know you miss
nothin’ but an opp, go home, my d-ck right in yo’ sis
ridin’ yo’ b-tch, i see she give my d-ck a french kiss
yeah, i shoot that boy, his brain, it turned to grits
got a choppa, it go ratata
nut on yo’ b-tch, her titties are tatas
lil’ boy, you ain’t on my rosta
f-ck around, yo’ brains turn to pasta
swear to god, got a glock and it go “pop pop”
another day, another hour
b-tch i shoot at the clock, haha
hot b-tch, she look like rapunzel
this no silencer, this is a muzzle
save my sh-t, f-ck yo’ b-tch, swear to god i don’t cuddle
swear to god i will never ever fumble
these b-tches, they thin
but will i pull the stick?
i do it for the kitten
do it for a gold brick, do it for a motherf-ckin’ gold brick
[chorus: lil weenie & cannoli]
diamonds on my wrist, got lil’ b-tch right up on my d-ck
diamonds on my wrist, got lil’ b-tch right up on my d-ck
diamonds on my wrist, got lil’ b-tch right up on my d-ck
diamonds on my wrist, got lil’ b-tch right up on my d-ck (ayy, ayy, ayy)

[verse 2: cannoli]
princess and the frog, she l!ck on my log
i f-ck that b-tch, post it on my blog (ayy)
nimble play, but i don’t play
watch disney p-rn to m-st-rbate
cinderella stepmom on my c-ck
b-tch, i raped that girl, now i’m a convict
moana a baddie, she callin’ me daddy
i nut on her toes and into her fatty
p-n-s and c-ck, she screamin’ “stop”
but i won’t stop, yeah, i won’t stop
little mermaid (yeah)
i m-st-rbate (ayy)
nut on her face (uh)
and on her tail (yeah)
she scream and flail (oh)
but i won’t stop (daddy)
she on my c-ck (uh)
she- uhh-uhh
[verse 3: lil kori, goofy ahh boy & both]
(uh) yeah!
young n-gga, i’m f-ckin’ on disney b-tches
like rod wave, i went from rags to riches
i’m scratchin’ her p-ssy, she sayin’ it itches
yeah, f-ck flex gang, throw them n-ggas in ditches (ayy)
f-ckin’ on tinkerbell, that b-tch a thotty
at eight in the morn’, goin’ down on her body
she ride on my d-ck like it was an audi
and cinderella, that b-tch love to get naughty
i’m finna f-ck up on alice, she will play with her p-ssy, pretendin’ she’s f-ckin’ a stranger
get ariel neck, gettin’ piped at lil’ mermaid p-ssy, and i knew this sh-t was anger (ayy)
po wanna suck on my d-ck, yeah, and come at the dolan, because you know that it’s danger
i saw flex gang with the glock and that got a scope like a muh’f-ckin’ texas park ranger
now back to f-ckin’ disney hoes
i’m f-ckin’ vampirina, i suck on her toes
i lube up her b-tt, put my wiener in her hole
my d-ck fits inside of her just like a mole
fancy nancy, she can get the pipe too
cum in that b-tch and fill her with my goo
like bob the builder, i gave her my tool
she got a fat ass, i ain’t talkin’ a mule, ayy (b-tch)
belle gave me top (belle gave me top)
i hit from the back (i hit from the back)
she sayin’ “don’t stop” (she sayin’ “don’t stop”)
yeah, she sayin’ “don’t stop” (she sayin’ “don’t stop”)
i nut in her coochie (ayy, yeah)
and that sh-t’s h-lla wet (uh, uh!)
i pass it to goofy ahh boy (yeah)
because that n-gga a minx (ayy), ayy, ayy
[verse 4: goofy ahh boy & lil tike]
f-ckin’ cinderella, f-ckin’ cinderella
f-ckin’ cinderella, b-tch, b-tch
f-ckin’ on her mama, f-ckin’ on her mama
f-ckin’ on her mama, b-tch, b-tch
now i’m all tangled up in cinderella
like i’m rapunzel, b-tch, b-tch
f-ckin’ cannoli like he’s cinderella
with my umbrella, he’s a nice fella
i don’t really give a f-ck, i’ma f-ck anyone
even the beast from beauty and the beast
maybe snow white can get this f-ckin’ pipe, man
hit me white man, i done spit the pipe, man
i hit up elsa, i say “what’s up, bro?” (what’s goin’ on?)
then i hang up, bro (bye), i f-ck on her sister
anna ain’t turn me on, how am i hard then?
oh wait, it’s olaf, he smells so soft
just like the claus, get in my bag
and gimme head, please, bro
i’m cold, i’m cold
i’m cold, i need clothes (brr, brr, brr)
i need poles, i need hoes
disney hoes and nine poles (like a glock)
i don’t really need a nine pole (i do not)
but i would like a pole (i would like it)
just gimme an 8-ball, i will use it for luck (i just need an 8-ball for luck)
i don’t give no f-ck, i just really need to f-ck (please)
cinderella, rapunzel, snow white (oh yeah)
and elsa (h-ll yeah), wow i just f-cked elsa (i did)
then i f-cked cinderella (yeah i did), then i f-cked snow white (yeah i did)
then beauty and the beast (yeah i did), now i’m all done (yeah i did)
yeah, i’m all done with snow white
so i pass her on to lil tike (ayy)

[verse 5: lil tike]
(tike) ayy, lil tike
f-ckin’ these disney b-tches
big black d-ck in my ass, and i’m stealin’ his riches
old-ass man tried to pull down my britches
just tryna find out how lilo & stitch is
and i hit it from the back, double tap
cinderella on my lap in the kitchen
and then i f-ck with snow white, she a dyk-
but why the f-ck my b-lls be itchin’?
and why the f-ck do y’all be trippin’?
lil tike on this b-tch again
i be f-ckin’ lil mermaid, fifteenth birthday
can’t catch me slip in
but you can watch me slip it in
broadcasting on cbn
that’s christian broadcasting, i’m so nasty
hit it when elsa was ten
and my d-ck be long like glen
f-cking quagmire’s chin
that’s off topic, b-tch
that’s f-ckin’ adult swim
and i’m up in the holiday inn
disney b-tches, got ten
ebony b-tch, and she’s thin
told her to bring like three friends

- lil kori

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