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letra de airdrop that pussy / horny rap - rob apollo

[intro]
you ever be tryna f-ck?
but the person you tryna f-ck lives far away…
and you out of gas so you can’t even go see them
yeaaaaa, yea

[verse 1: rob apollo]
unless i’m in bed boy i’m comin’ first
and if it’s two girrs, then i’m comin’ third
i be f-ckin’, f-ckin’ all the races
threesome, blasian and caucasian
and i pull out the p-ssy like brexit
roadhead so good i missed my exit
we progressin’, all my n-ggas tested
we progressin’, all my n-ggas tested

[chorus]
i’m h-rny young and pretty i can’t help but text
she far away, sendin’ nudes to an sms
she say come over, yea you ain’t gotta push me baby
i’m out of gas airdrop me that p-ssy baby
airdrop, airdrop me that p-ssy baby
airdrop, airdrop me that p-ssy baby
airdrop, airdrop me that p-ssy baby
airdrop, airdrop me that p-ssy baby

[verse 2: kayano reeves]
can i get some nudes?
show me what do
airdrop p-ssy and the b00bs?
baby can i tell the truth
things i wanna do with you
right now, right now
shawty come get piped down
put the tongue up in your b-tt
feel the d-ck all in your guts
rob come thru we double stuff
in and out that’s double dutch
i know you can’t get enough
yo last dude couldn’t get it up
off the dusse and juice when i mix it up
and life too short better live it up
i made you c-m so i give a f-ck

[chorus]
i’m h-rny young and pretty i can’t help but text
she far away, sendin’ nudes to an sms
she say come over, yea you ain’t gotta push me baby
i’m out of gas airdrop me that p-ssy baby

airdrop, airdrop me that p-ssy baby
airdrop, airdrop me that p-ssy baby
airdrop, airdrop me that p-ssy baby
airdrop, airdrop me that p-ssy baby

[verse 1: rob apollo]
i got wine on the lines of my tongue
i’m with my friends watching movies, getting drunk
riesling hit the throat now we actin’ dumb
we might smoke a little dop just to pack the lungs
pop another bottle, drink another 40
white boy wasted, we might have an orgy
all my friends are h-rny and
all my friends are shorties
b-tch i’m body posi, we might make a p-rny
n-gga i be f-ckin’, n-gga i be drunk
i might get a blumpkin, then put it in her trunk
drinkin’ everyday, ain’t no right time
what i gotta say, it’s lil’ white wine

[verse 2: kayano reeves]
i like yak, f-ck my b-tches from the back
and i do not have the strap
bridge boy might just be ya dad
f-ck around and get you pregnant
i’m not into second-guessin’
momma told me i’m to reckless
eat the booty ask for seconds, ugh
nasty, my exes look like vashtie
rihanna and constance wu
meg griffin, kimpossible
i’m lyin’ it’s not the truth
i’m smokin’ on fossil fuels
higher, than a, mothaf-ckin’ b-tch, ayy

[verse 3: rob apollo]
i’m actin’ up like a thespian
f-cking hoes like a lesbian
put my d-ck where the eggs be in
drop some kids in her respiratory
don’t pull out, she textin’ maury
sonic kid might be mine!
but she don’t text me back
so i guess i don’t gotta worry about that
she put the perc in her crack
she got a birkin the bag
i got a bottle of barefoot
chase it with can of the stag, oh
let that p-ssy be my lifeline
mix her lexapro with a little white wine

- rob apollo

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