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letra de out -a- pocket orgy - theyfwyann

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[intro: yung stiff rick]
yung stiff rick, n-gga! (yuh!)

[verse 1: yung stiff rick]
i am so quirky
f-ck you in the orgy
i’m f-ckin’ ya niece, she yell like a turkey
eat ass like beef jerky
kanye in the fourthy
hentai with the crocodiles, my d-ck squirty
outta, outta pocket
you off-beat, stop it
if you are g-y, stay in the closet
or i’ll blast you with a rocket

[verse 2: slurjiggy]
f-ggot lil’ n-ggas go r-t-rded for a tranny b-tch
tranny d-ck
nothin’ like a itty bitty tranny d-ck
feel like sh-t
freaky lil’ n-gga, go and get a whip
h0m-phobic sh-t, yeah, that’s my stitch

[verse 3: theyfwyann]
cry yourself at night
i know why you cr-cr-cry
you don’t wanna fight
i’m always making bars, just pass the mi-mi-mic
said that sh-t nice
f-ggot’s booty isn’t tight
hang yourself with a kite
bars are delightful
[?] long like eiffel-fel-fel-fel-fel
[verse 4: mcyum]
me and yann cookin’ up on a grill and on a pan
smokin’ on this stick, smokin’ as much as i can
call a [?]
the way i hit him with a hammеr
and i shoot him with a blimmer (i’mma)

[verse 5: yung stiff rick]
i’m a slave master
hеr ass plastered
lil’ fluffy n-gga, you do not matter
climb this ladder
of meme scatter
he complainin’ cause i got the swagger
or a swajjur
f-ck a manner
his main b-tch know my d-ck’s blacker
gettin’ paid forever
n-gga, you not clever
pull hoes like a lever

[verse 6: slurjiggy]
when i have s-x, i don’t f-ck, i just love hard
it don’t really take sh-t to go out and spit bars
go far
p-ssy lil’ n-ggas will not go far
how the f-ck you b-tches still lose with a head start?
[verse 7: theyfwyann]
yeah, my bars are good, yeah, my bars are fire
i’m not from the hood, but to make it out is what i desire, huh
pro like a athlete
f-ck in the backseat
bomb miami
[?] like bambi
eat like candy
it is handy
nuked a grammy
k!ll my granny

[verse 4: mcyum]
(mcyum!) yeah, yann, my g
he’ll f-ck on your b-tch and he’ll nut on her t–th
f-ck any label, i only need me
she sucking me up, so she beneath
uh, uh, uh, uh, so she beneath
she’s ridin’ my d-ck like it’s a jeep
she ridin’ my d-ck, so it go beep

[verse 5: yung stiff rick]
stinging a n-gga like a bumblebee
talk yo talk, so i’ll make you not see
f-ck yo preach
i’mma leave

also, here’s your, uh, voice evidence, you!
you!, yann, yann, however you say it
you do not have permission to use my voice on a song
(da-da-da) like you do not (pa!)
and i repeat, you do not permission to use my voice
ate too many donuts now that hurt my stomach!
(i replaced him)

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