
letra de having sex with your grandma (gifted by jay) - pe$o pete
[verse 1: lime king, pe$o pete, & koll]
lime king, [?], now they [?] my [?] (aye! koll)
i-i got a gat, yes, that sh-t fat, b-tch! fat ass, skinny jeans, hat is a [?] fit! (brr! haha)
i am an aussie, they say they f-ck with the accent, like they can hear sh-t!
side [?], i’m gon’ be makin’ my beard [?], i got a kinky b-tch, ugh, she’s into some weird sh-t (wh0re, what?)
[?] f-ckin’ these hoes! unless they wanna be suckin’ my toes! (aye!)
[?], i’m travellin’ coast-to-coast! i’m lookin’ for hoes wit’ bro!
yes, i found them, makin’ this eyeglass handy! i get the p-ssy to throw on some handsies!
yo’ b-tch is getting real handsy! i make her clap, i make hеr [?] hands up!
might do the dash, never puttin’ my hands up! smokin’ on dookiе!
yo’ b-tch walkin’ up to me like “coochy coo!”, like “what the f-ck? who is you, b-tch?!”
[verse 2: pe$o pete]
wait, who the f-ck is that?! choppa got kickback! i got a big bag! inside a big bag!
he wanted smoke, promise, man, this sh-t get bad, rollin’ in [?] like young pe$o don’t get mad
he dropped the za off straight to me like gift bag, i’m in her cheeks like “wow, that b-tch bad”
infinite pe$o, where gang, man? sh-t trash, i tried to mosh in the pit, got a [?] that
f-ck! i need like—, dang, i need hunnid mp just to f-ck up the section
i’m like ruby and sapphire, might change up the weather, this that og rick owens, you rockin’ on pleather, b-tch!
ugh, you just a peasant, and these wings on my body, i’m fly like unfezant
back in days, i was broke, [?] sh-t, ooh, he-he thought i’m gone, but i teched it, dang
[verse 3: tanukes]
pe$o brought [?] after texas, pokérus pack, i send homies that good sh-t
you wait at the table, you wishin’ you could sit! you just a b-tch, that’s how the shoe fit!
that’s how the shoe fit, dummy, i’m a king up at the top, you can’t take sh-t from me
y’all broke as f-ck, we don’t [?] sh-t money, my foes straight up bitin’, these hoes tryna touch me!
like “give me some sp-ce, b-tch!”, “get out my face, b-tch!”, i need my payments and you just delay sh-t!
enterprise dollars, i’m up in a sp-ceship! i stole yo’ b-tch and she tryna face it!
that’s facts, but the p-ssy never cloud my view
if the gang outside, then i’m outside, too, [?] tall for the cash, then the stack size grew, b-tch
[outro: [?] & pe$o pete]
that’s why i f-cked yo’ granny, you fat-nosed b-tch
you dusty-ass n-ggas (dusty-ass n-ggas)
this our sh-t, n-gga (this our sh-t, n-gga)
you ain’t never comin’ close (you ain’t never comin’ close)
nuhahaha, haha
let’s go, heh, heh, that’s it, that’s all we need, ha, cut that sh-t, heha
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