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letra de 30-inch special (blow blow) - tatobyoi

[intro]
brick me way up, brick me way up, way up
put on my condoms
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

[verse 1]
any man you can blow, i can blow better
i make him wet, that’s no matter the weather
if he want the d, know that he know he gotta bring three big amigos, i’d gluck em’ forever
mix his tip with the lube in the bedroom, that’s clever
pride-colored drawls hold my girthy pickle
remember i was groping his 30-inch special
pr-ned while he bones, was some 5-star -n-l
he wanna slurp, i might let him
gotta bе a ten, to l!ck pickles
after that hе gotta blow my back out
i wanna see if he can make my cheeks jiggle
when i saw him with no pants, bricked on another level
started plowing kids, looked in the mirror, saw the devil
police like “slow down, need to stop it fella” (why?)
still gobble wieners like joey chestnut
nah, i’m finna marry my bae
but i’m cheatin’ on bae with the g-ys (oh)
bbc tickler, i’m top rank
poppin’ that plan b, never pregnant again
all these wieners that i taste, come from g-y thoughts in my brain
yeah, rail men ’til i’ll faint, take his lubed up bbc
baby, my big black dangling meat, get you wetter than a sprinkler, a tub, or a sink
i’m a g-y ass man, most of these schl-ngs be fake, surgery
my meat got antsy so it nut, on his pretty face
get your eye nutted in, my accuracy is great, can’t handle it
took his head, it was so great, that i creamed a bit
they couldn’t tell it was him ’cause he was covered in it
[chorus]
nah, nah, nah, nah, nah (blow, blow, blow)
nah, nah, nah (blow, blow, baow)
nah, nah, nah (blow, blow, baow)
nah, nah, nah (go, blow, keep blowin’, keep blowin’)
nah, nah, nah (blow, blow, baow)
nah, nah, nah (blow, blow, baow, keep blowin’)
nah, nah, nah (blow, blow, go, go, baow, blow)

[verse 2]
i got no standards, so all dudes, i’ll plow, even plow ch-nks
no, i’m not bin laden, but baby, i’ll still blow all things like a d-mn king (that’s on 9/11)
i walk in the building and suck and screw who i want
straight men ain’t doing a d-mn thing
get in the way, get squirted like mace (nut on him)
so i’ve been blowin’ on d-mn peens
thank god i don’t gotta smash girls
so i’ll still keep l!ckin’ on dongs
shoot on em’, larry bird, you lucky if your face ain’t coated in cream
loyalty, i can not switch sides, for all my queers, i’ll ride you
through the high and low tides, of s-m-n, it’s piling
i be smashing him so hard, i heat up the climate (brrt, grrah)
i don’t wanna be, shh, quiet
gonna swallow his nut, make him silent
bangin’ him while he’s lubed up, his juices flying
give him slop, after i plow him, ain’t no givin’ head, we dog stylin’
hundred pounds of nut if you can’t calm down yet
[chorus]
nah, nah, nah, nah, nah (blow, blow, blow)
nah, nah, nah (blow, blow, baow)
nah, nah, nah (blow, blow, baow)
nah, nah, nah (go, blow, keep blowin’, keep blowin’)
nah, nah, nah (blow, blow, baow)
nah, nah, nah (blow, blow, baow, keep blowin’)
nah, nah, nah (blow, blow, go, go, baow, blow)

- tatobyoi

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