letra de petscop! - tripl3digits
[verse 1: wafelek]
b-tches call me paul, ’cause i’m in petscop and i’m rockin’ sh-t
got 30 scary dillar in my bank and i am spending it
on spooky-spooky beats and nebbles feats ’cause he the g.o.a.t at this
we pull up to the gift plain, and we f-ckin’ up on ambers cheeks
i got a gift for you, pull out my tool and then i shoot (ratatata)
it’s like a roblox game how i just keep rebirthing you
i got a hoodie in my wardrobe and i think its really cool
and i’m goin’ kinda slow, so i’m gonna speed up real soon, yuh
and by soon i mean now, really want a pet cow
got a nahbea message and he makin’ weird sounds
and i’m h-lla depressed, so i’m starting to frown
and i pull up to a circus and i get called a clown
b-tch it is wafelek, i hop on this beat for a pay check
but this timе, i ain’t talkin’ g-y s-x
fell like a green lizard, can’t say gеx
b-tch, swap the g and the s, i’ma suck on his breast, i’m g-y
[verse 2: nebbes]
ayy, what the f-ck he on about?
i got ten d-cks in my ass for nout
and i’m goin’ british, ’cause i wanna be fit
and american hoes wanna act like a b-tch
pull up in my pants tonight
i wanna mouthful of his cum tonight
i never touch women, my kryptonite
my c-ck lookin’ pretty big tonight
ayy, wafelek, he slap me, we doin’ some rounds
and i’m jerkin’ his d-ck and he cum like a clown
and i wanna (i wanna) ride it till’ its brown
and i want him to f-ck me, he’s d-ckin’ me down
d-ckin’ me down, i’ma pull up, get my d-ck out
you l!ck it, i spin it, i win it, i whip it around
pull out that c-ck, i’ll pull out my glock
that sh-t is g-y, i want it to stop
[bridge: nebbes]
why can’t you just cum all over me?
i’ma spread those cheeks, can i put my d-ck in, please?
why can’t you just bend over for me?
i can feel myself, i’m about to cream
[verse 3: nahbea]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, step inside my house and i enter my bedroom
sittin’ down to boot up my playstation 1
found a game at the dollar store, had more runnin’ home just to play this-
i cut off the lyric ’cause it sucks, this lyric sucks- game
sittin’ on the floor with a bag of cheetos (i hate cheetos dude)
i’m american so i eat two million pizzas per day (i ate pizza today guys thank you)
frol!cking through the newmaker plains for a week straight (that’s a place in the game)
what the f-ck am i supposed to do here, okay (i don’t even know either bruh)
i’m nahbea and i’m on a song with two g-y over eighteen year olds (they’re both eighteen plus)
i don’t wanna write anymore lyrics, so, uh, bye, thank you
[outro: nahbea]
gg’s, ez (clap, clap)
my experience with wafelek coming out soon (this isn’t happening)
and nebbes (i’m nahbea)
thank you
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