letra de juice ii (gay parody) - team clutch
[chorus: abu]
i’m f-cking dudes like i’m lil’ nas
i’m f-cking dudes, ain’t no b-tches
i’m f-cking dudes like i’m lil’ nas
i’m f-cking dudes, ain’t no b-tches
i’m f-cking dudes like i’m lil’ nas
i’m f-cking dudes, ain’t no b-tches
i’m f-cking dudes, ain’t no b-tches
i’m f-cking dudes, ain’t no b-tches
[verse 1: abu]
i jack so much d-ck that it’s f-cking my wrist up
i keep peen in my mouth like a cavity
counting the nut like his s-m-n my salary
b-tch, i’ve been skeeting harder than i ever have
spilling h-lla babies on his abs
spinnin’ on dudes like i’m tupac
spinnin’ d-ck like a fidget
spinnin’ on dudes like i’m tupac
spinning on d-ck like ay…
feeling full of d-ck, feeling good like i knew he would
he ain’t circumcised so he coming from the hood
i’mma let him sip, send the p-n-s tip back in his friend, make him pay? i think i should!
dominate in, got me on 10, f-cking up his [???], n-gga, probably depends
from the back, like he wiped ass, got a lubrication and it’s heated in his
backpack
fun time coming with the bullsh-t and
make him moist
now his -n-l cavity is real destroyed
paint him on his face is the g-y sh-t i feel on
his t-st-cl-s, he still smack his ass like will
drilling that sh-t with a hard d-ck that never have kids
turn the rubbers on my c-ck, b-tch, always on top, b-tch, put it on god, b-tch
team clutch got this, better pay
homage
[chorus: abu]
i’m f-cking dudes like i’m lil’ nas
i’m f-cking dudes, ain’t no b-tches
i’m f-cking dudes like i’m lil’ nas
i’m f-cking dudes, ain’t no b-tches
i’m f-cking dudes like i’m lil’ nas
i’m f-cking dudes, ain’t no b-tches
i’m f-cking dudes, ain’t no b-tches
i’m f-cking dudes, ain’t no b-tches
i jack so much d-ck that his…
[verse 2: kolossal]
n-gga, we jacking, i’m feeling real strange
two hands like i’m wielding magic
n-gga, i grab it, he get to grunting and sh-t
i’m properly doing him savage
n-ggas ain’t think about safety when walking with switches
like “k-cks, ain’t know you a f-ggot”!
boy, i pulling up brick in a smoked out van
now who finna hop out and snap it?
n-gga, i’ve had it, women all thinking they special ain’t never bring sh-t to the table
i’m bringing d-ck and pain when playing
this game
they speak of my stories like fables
b-tch, i could walk in the room and
nothing but drawers, attention connected like cables
give me about 10 with these men, i bet they all sin
the house that we in get unstable
n-gga, i’m able, give him the truth with his d-ck ‘til his booty is labeled disabled
watch how i pin n-ggas down, have him trapped in the bed like a baby laid down in a cradle
abu breaking him off as i watch with a smile, i’m holding him down like a staple
poo poo and blood ranning and just thrust like a blender, we having our way ‘til it’s fatal!
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