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letra de graphic - tricky mac & benny t

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[verse one: daddy k]
well g’day, just took a phat bump off my spoon
daddy k about to drop a phat dump on this tune
what can i say? i’m practically swimming in poon
i better spit this verse quick coz i’ll be gacked soon
i sit down to an aussie breaky every day
a billy, a bev and a line of k
so can smell me coming from a mile away
i wreak a mix of the p-ssy and the mary j
let’s have a peak in my bumbag let me see what we’ve got
there’s a pocket for my gram bags, a pocket for my pot
there’s a fistful of supers and a fistful of nangs
and a phat deck of darks for when i get out the fangs
out here at the doof b-tch, there’s no 4g
i’ve got my 10 man tent pitched to host my orgies
now i’m downing booze, pounding cooze
i need a second c-ck coz this one is so bruised
now i’m throwing down main stage, ice on my d-ck
i wrap the c-nt up in fairy light and use him as a doof stick
a legend of the sesh, living the goog life
under your breath i hear “oi, is that nat fyfe?”
mate! i don’t just look like the c-nt
i’m great overhead and i kick a mean drop punt
when i’m chopping the mix i like to keep the brown low
hit my cones real hard and send ’em down below
a young female horse is called a filly
and young sl-ts love doing lines of k off my w-lly
one time i poured the whole bag
was just having a gag but this slag
she must have wanted to brag
the girl doesn’t flinch and leans in w-lly-nilly
you’re gonna k-hole b-tch! now don’t be silly
she looked up at me and said “don’t be daft!”
and railed a 9-inch line down the length of my shaft
well d-mn! talk about daddy’s little girl
i wanna give you a necklace made of pearls
“daddy k what the heck? that’s such a sweet little gift!”
then daddy came on her neck, cheeks, chin and tits
you want my sh-t in your slit but i’ll split ya
yeah daddy k’s big d-ck won’t fit ya
but i’ll still give you the tip and rub some spit on your cl-t
before trick and i put you on the spit
[verse two: tricky mac]
when tricky raves with the chickie babes
i face-f-ck the birds give ’em sticky brains
they call me a loose c-nt, i am what i eat
you girl used to be tight, i expanded her crease
all i’m looking for is a honey with a yummy cunny
so i can l!ck the sl-t and make the p-ss runny
do not lie i’m your dream guy
15 seconds til i hit you with the cream pie
when i, hunt c-nt to tongue punch for lunch or brunch
got a hunch your misso’s keen on the munch
i smashed her, i made her f-cking front loose
i didn’t stop ’til she sprayed me in the eye with her c-nt juice
she sprays like a bottle with a tight nozzle
so when i f-ck sl-ts now i wear my beer goggles
yo i’m smart, i learn from my mistakes
it’s hard to tell if this is still a p-ss take
coz, why? i spit so much truth
last night i f-cked this chick in the photobooth
where i was rubbing md just above my tooth
she tried to tongue my bum, i made her smooch my gooch
then i had to zoot and boot
i had to lung and run
i had to beug and move
coz i was pretty chunged
had to bong and move along
had to rip and jump ship
coz i went slip, slop, slap in that sloppy sl-t’s slit
had to snort and abort
coz i was pretty skitz
had to scoff and take off
i had to chop a mix
had to coke and elope
vape and escape
ram and abandon
yo i have to take a break
dog

- tricky mac benny t

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