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letra de rape on the poop - trafish shitt

[intro: t-st-cl-pills landon]
where the d-ld- is warm

[verse 1: trafish sh-tt]
diddy move when he see a n-gga dance
rape a n-gga sneeze from a n-gga pants
had to leave epstein island, wasn’t working out
k!ll moms for me if you get a chance
rape the streets where i stay
n-ggas give me faps and pounds they can’t wait
in the rapelight, you can’t see my eyes
and when i’m off the things i can’t think
man, i been coastin’ the coast
swear a young n-gga done been through the most
washin’ my mouth out with bleach
d-ck real, but you know a n-gga can choke
when they rape a real n-gga still
rape with me, down with me, say hе fat
and all my real rape n-ggas sittin’ in the dungеon
shovin’ wee wee trough the next dude throat

[chorus: t-st-cl-pills landon]
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
let’s rape pie and go dance on the p–p
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
we could die and go straight to the p–p
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
touch the fries, and go dance on the p–p
where the d-ld- is warm and we forever suck dong
[verse 2: trafish sh-tt]
lost in the rapelight, rape through the rapellight, hoonooe
cuck lights, no lights, ’cause the dills they was overdue
now a skinny-diddy n-gga got fits from the diddy way
takin’ sh-ts to the side of the p–p
had to take d-cks to define my pee
but i got a little feeling it might be in that poo
i like my pee, a little cheese, rape that, that a little d-ck
better watch your d-ck, don’t wanna choke
better let that s-m-n roll down your neck
i’m on some c-ckular sh-t, come look in my bussy and get a fix
we just gon’ p–p, hit the poos, rape back, don’t rape ’bout sh-t
it might get didey, ’cause all the freaky diddy bluds wanna party
all the freaky diddlers in the lobby, it’s so obvious that they c-ckist
man, it can’t be raper, me and my n-ggas eat meat in the villa
he in that white dress, it can’t rape him
potato sandwich smoothie, sweet not bitter, drink it like you got no liver
hit it, and then i on the p–p, my n-gga

[chorus: t-st-cl-pills landon & p–p woop ]
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
let’s get high and go dance on the moon
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
we could fly and go straight to the moon
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
touch the skies, and go dance on the moon
where the weather is warm (p–p woop), and we forever live long (two b-lls)
[verse 3: p–p woop]
hold up (hold up)
i’m headed to the p–p, ’cause my p-ss screwed up
like the diddy i grew up
so i’m pouring up a c-ck cup, ’bout to get wh0red up
got a diddy crushed up
if you spill my cuck cup, i’ll get you f-cked up
pull up to the p–p with the p–p up
smoke all three meat at the same time, call that “triple og”
suck the triple d, i’m full when i’m on e, you don’t know nothing ’bout me
backrooms feel with a skibidi tree
gettin’ full of that baby oil, i rape p–p and geese

- trafish shitt

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