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letra de no more deliveries from armando - sex havers

[chorus]
no more deliveries from armando, babe, please, no more deliveries from armando, babe
no more deliveries from armando, no more deliveries from armando, babe
no more deliveries from armando, please, babe, please, you’re k!lling me
no more deliveries from armando

[verse 1]
ay, no more deliveries from armando
f-cked up in the rеpublic of congo
your mother’s a milf, i tap in like [?]
drip like a dog
i go into thе store and i rob
i got the sticks like a log, hoe
i call that an armed robbery
i get my drip from the army
pull up in the tractor like a farmer
i am so fire like triangle factory
i was conceived in a laboratory
[?]
switched up, call that a maneuver
b-tch asked “how many inches?” i respond ominously with the letter 2 and a picture of me with a ruler
[?]
i am waiting for you to receive the pipe bomb
[?]
i feel like muscle man
at approximately 3:47 am today, i k!lled joe
who is joe? ligma b-lls
i f-cked your cousin, twice-removed, in my pajamas
i’m in an obsessive and well-documented relationship with barack obama
i am guilty of 7 counts of voluntary manslaughter
[?]
pull up to my tub of ej-cul-te and i bathe
you are the type of guy, i rest my case
i pull up in my vehicular contraption
i can’t shut up, i don’t know [?]
the way i have experienced multiple occasions of s-xual intercourse with another man is comparable to a f-ggot
[chorus]
no more deliveries from armando, babe, please, no more deliveries from armando, babe
no more deliveries from armando, no more deliveries from armando, babe
no more deliveries from armando, please, babe, please, you’re k!lling me
no more deliveries from armando

[verse 2]
never eating p-ssy in the bronx again
my gums are bleeding, they’re turning red
never eating p-ssy in the bronx again
worst mistake of my life, never again
yeah, i walk with a stick in this b-tch like a pimp
walk with a stick and i make your b-tch go limp
walk with a stick, make your b-tch go lifeless
i think i have rheumatoid arthritis, ooh
i’m rolling down the street, texting and driving, running over pedestrians
ooh, i hate myself more than arnit hates lesbians, oh

[verse 3]
i’m g-y, i’m evil and i don’t believe in god
so i can’t go to heaven, what?
thirty thousand, five hundred and sixty seven, what?
no more deliveries from armando
i am so rich, yeah, i won the lotto
no more deliveries from armando
look in the mirror, i’m kinda hot tho
no more deliveries, no more deliveries
i am in the middle east
i am in the middle- (holy f-cking sh-t)
no i’m not
[outro]
(unintelligible)

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