letra de thot patrol - liltruculent
lyrics:
[intro: booener]
airpods in and my thot ripper out
beat a thot to death, i do it for the clout
don’t forget your glock, cause we’re on thot patrol
beware if you’re a thot, cause i’m going sicko mode
[verse 1: saucefaucet]
three inches is enough, your mom should know what’s up
cause i f-ck her like my pups, sippin’ lean out of the cup
f-ck 12, my girls 11
on her birthday, she’ll be in heaven
dealin’ with numbers like i’m kevin
cause i know when this sh-t drops, it’ll be selling
l!ckin’ all the p-ssy like i’m the mama cat
a kid tryna fight me, i know he a cap
leroy’s search history, he finna fap
come here b-tch, sit on my lap lap lap
i shoot your mans like gratatatatat
f-ck you, b-tch, you wish you was cool
sit in your room playing 8-ball pool
i’m a white boy, but i’m not shooting up the school
you’ve got down syndrome, b-tch you a fool
silly b-tch, you a silly boy
got autism, not leroy
-n-l beads are your favorite toy
go f-ck your mom, i’m sure she’ll enjoy
[verse 2: liltruculent]
airpods in and my thot ripper out
i beat a thot to death, i just do it for the clout
see a thot doing meth, and i whip out the strap
that b-tch get shot like gatatatatatat
inbred thot gotta stop the alabamery
your genes so bad, got distorted anatomy
smellin’ your cooch makes me want a vasectomy
b-tch a light pole looks like your family tree
i be strapped, never lacking
dip on my d-ck, foreskin packing
dip in my lip, gumline sagging
shut the f-ck up, stop capping
i’m gonna shoot you to pieces, and that is my thesis
beause we’re on thot patrol
i’m never capping, and i’m never lacking
i’m keeping my tesla on cruise control
now entering mc c-ck and ball torture
[verse 3: mc c-ck & ball torture]
(sh-t)
please send pics of your bobs and vagene
swimming in the ganges, my c-ck is seven feet
your v-g-n- looks like it would taste very sweet
come down to my gas station, i have lots of meat
come and suck my c-ck, baby, it will be a treat
your peepee is small, now it’s obsolete
such pretty toes, can i suck your feet?
on the way to work, i sh-tted in the street
imma dig a pool with my n-gga baljeet
my baby is a girl, so i’m about to yeet
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