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letra de gunk - lil zug

[intro: lil zug & b-tch]
oh my god, are you lil zug?
yup, that’s me little-t-tty biddy!
oh my god, can we please have loving p-ssionate s-x?
no no no, sorry, i gotta go make a song
what?!

[chorus]
b-tches show me love, i can’t hold it down no more
and i hope you understand, but i can’t call you my wh0r-
too many other options, and i ain’t even poppin’ yet
emotions laying in a coffin, i just had my ego death

[verse 1]
ooo, yeah it’s lil zug
given ill lil illegitimate f-cks
stats going down, money running out, feeling like i’m out of luck
that’s okay, cause b-tches still wanna succy succ on me
hit it from the back and she screaming “zuggy f-ck on me”
sh-t turns me on, leave a nut so solid it might grow a tree
i look down, the condom broke, so i make like that tree and leave
she peer to her right, see me running through the door as i dip the scene
that dyk- scissor girls, got scissor doors, i hop right in my bim’
hop right in my bim’, now i’m speeding down 63
creep into your crib, slide in that bed where your sister be
i trade her some magic beans for her virginity
her dad came in the room, and he starts hit on me
i ain’t taking sh-t, punch that old man right in his face
b-n-r still running thick, knock him out, now its safe
finish the job i started, 30 seconds later i clock out
couldn’t last, gave her gunk that lingers right in my c-ck-spout

[break: lil zug & b-tch]
okay, are you done with your song now?
no, sorry
oh my god!
jesus!
hurry up!
stop b-tching!
oh my god, i can’t help but think about your d-ck!
so annoying!
oh my god!

[verse 2]
too many broads, ménage à trois
that’s the only option nowadays
i’m caught up in designer waves
keep the p-b-s or should i shave?
oh, oh, oh… yeah, i don’t know
feeling just like earl, i’ve been reaping what i sow
i’ve been in my room with the lights off, feeling brain dead lately, can’t even catch a light toss
bad attention span, and i’m losing all my fans, writing down words that turn into dark thoughts
and i got all these dark thots, they’re right here in my bed
these emo b-tches keep offering head, gotta stay loyal, got me sounding like ned
flanders, this b-tch ain’t got no manners
i pick up her, i feel like thor, as i give her my hammer
lil zug, mediocre rhymes, and very sh-tty grammar
i’ve lost my mind, gonna k!ll this b-tch, cause frankly i can’t stand her, ugh!

[outro: lil zug & b-tch]
wait, what’d you just say?
i said i’ma k!ll you, b-tch!
oh sh-t, ahh! oh sh-t!
stop running!
oh sh-t, ow!
sorry b-tch. d-mn, that b-tch was fast
b-tch! b-tch, b-tch b-tch!

- lil zug

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