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letra de my foot - submarine man

[chorus: submarine man]
baby, won’t you smell my foot?
got something i want to do
gotta smell that foot real good
but first off i’mma start by smelling this, ay
all guillotines if you think you could eat my feet, ay
and i’m too bald, when i shave, swear i will shine, ay
ba-baby, won’t you smell my foot?
baby, won’t you smell my foot?
ba-ba-baby
[verse 1: submarine man]
this is something you should know, i don’t ever let hair grow
i shaved your head, it had that glow, watch me pull out my nose
take you where i want to go, flexing on the lamas, i know
i will never get knocked out, always k!ll the lama scouts
how dare that stocking run his mouth, call up doodle, he is out
the last sock that he pulled out had to make me go all out
and he’s very evil and i swear his socks will shrink, ay
if he is a lama, two slices, i won’t blink, ay
never really cared what the smeet these lamas think, ay
i got big bottles and i will smell and drink, ay
and he mad as smeet, big old man dad all she sing, ay
and he mad as smeet, big doodle make her scream, ay
well he mad as smeet and i take him to boxing ring, ay
big barefeet and i crush socks with the stink, ay

[chorus: submarine man]
baby, won’t you smell my foot?
got something i want to do
gotta smell that foot real good
but first off i’mma start by smelling this, ay
all guillotines if you think you could eat my feet, ay
and i’m too bald, when i shave, swear i will shine, ay
ba-baby, won’t you smell my foot?
baby, won’t you smell my foot?
[verse 2: submarne boy & submarine man]
baby girl, you can smell the foot and the soul
all this subold on my arm
what you like, what you want?
and if it is a sock
cut the stocking into three
and i rock big barefeet
all these socks guillotine
me and old man dad turnin’ up
got your foot with the sub
and he smell ’cause it’s looking like the p–p in the cup
counting all these deaths, stockings getting shred
try and eat my feet, you gonna take foot to the head
’cause stocking you the bad bad
all these lamas, i’mma crash them
and i’m k!llin’ all with magic
while i’m trapping out the palace
and i’m burning down the new shoes
k!ll the lamas with the foot crew
and i’m smelling since my debut
baby, you should smell my foot
baby, won’t you smell my foot!

- submarine man

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