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letra de bengals - triple wet waffle

[intro: ticky tacky]
shake it down, shake it down
shake it down down down down
shake it down, shake it down
shake it down down down down
[verse 1: ticky tacky]
uh! t.w.w! (you know who it is)
shake it down
here we go, here we go!
ticky tacky on the tracky
you know that i packy
the heat way down low
that makes all the girls go whacky
know i treat em’ to a little piece of cake
you know that i’m a man because i love to bake
rapping ain’t my job no it’s my calling
and when i get that sick beat i go b-lls to the walling
i may not be biggie, and i may not be j. cole
but what i lack in rhymes, i make up by filling holes
you could call me a player, but i don’t have a team
you could call me pretty dank
but you know i ain’t a meme
i prefer a waffle over a pancake anyday
all the honeys at ihop be screaming my name
ticky tacky how the facky you just get us on our backys
here’s the secret always wear a nice tight pair of khakis!
word
[verse 2: tbd]
oh, we do intros here? that’s fancy!
well i missed my intro but oh well here we go
a lot of people think that we are s-xually confused
when really, we’re just s-xually confused
i mean we hug way more than normal dudes
and i’ve seen comer’s -ss a time or two
more than i’d like to admit
but hey, i’m straight, i don’t give a shi..p–pi!
the girl who ain’t that hard to get
and leaves your high school years with nothing but regret
with my education my words don’t get any bigga
but that didn’t stop me from making a mixtape
(woah tyler this is just pretend!)
nah it’s cool, i have that one black friend
since were rapping just for mr grossman
with a capital g, and that rhymes with p, and that stands for
poverty
[verse 3: evil dr. play-doh]
what’s up it’s evil doctor play-doh and you may remember me as doctor play-doh because that’s my old career but like is a new one, i’m trying something, let’s go
ladies give me play, since my career is resurrected
and i’m dropping on tracks like luke on bespin
devil like i’m vexen you better play your position
placing bets on people’s lives while i’m swerving through intersections
evil doctor play-doh and i’m up on the trap, i can rap
matter fact, spit lyrical crack
that’s addictive, i’m spittin, these writtens, you listen, my mission, turn all these rappers to chickens
i sicken tracks that i’m on
sn-tching up girls like my name is king kong
rarely wrong
full metal armor like my name alphonse
helpin young rappers who making this song
make a little money but still get along
i’m going ghost so you know that i’m gone
he…i didn’t, uh i didn’t prepare anything else, do i still have time?
[hook: ticky tacky]
come on girl, shake it down, shake it down, shake it down
come on girl, shake it down, shake it down, down down
[verse 4: milk duds]
yo whats’up man! milk duds in the house! come and catch this work sucky!
wait hold up, i got a knick on my neck
would you freaks come and help me
where’s your god d-mn respect?
i got my whole crew, speelin and wheelin
and dealin and stealin the bills that you keep
while we put you to sleep
and while my dj’s sinnin and spinnin and winnin and spilling
your blood on the dance floor, but not the band though
the rhymes we create, terror fate
earthquakes we shake and bake, stupendously tasty shortcakes
you think i bought these sk!lls?
i’ll pay your godd-mn bills
why don’t you take your pills?
where’s your freaking advil?
you either make it or you break it in the real world
sucky surviving for only two seconds in the underworld
i’ll cut you down to size
your going straight through the skies
catch these words sucky hit them with the samurai slice!
next time you wanna face me
be ready to catch this work sucky
[verse 5: fluffa nutta]
uh! fluffa nutta
double boogaloo, that’s action
had to listen to some sad dad’s rapping
good thing, i’m next
impressing ladies with my lyrical finesse
my raps, are forgettable
but my dad jokes, are incredible
shout out to my sister winter
cause she’s mean and a lot of guys kiss her
i play smash bros. on the daily
hit you with my up-b cause i’m crazy
i like games, i like raps
its able add me on snapchat!
my raps, could never go wrong
i really hope you like this song
and just like my dad, i’m gone
[verse 6: frosted mini beats]
okay, i don’t know how y’all got into my house but alright i’ll rap just uh, put that knife down
y’all sour as lemons its my turn in the lime
could tell you i’m the best
but i’ll spare you the time
mini beats turn, step into line
ready y’all? it’s about to get fine
big clouds of smoke, kind that make you choke
on your own words, and even hot furs
y’all k!lling the buzz, calling any sp-ce ranger
red alert, real danger
i spit hot fire, kind that hits you with an iron
made to inspire, spark a little heat
light your pyre
determination, to make your own beats
for this next part y’all should get a few seats
talking ish on my homies that’s my job
[???} crazy -ss mob
people call us little, play us like a d-mn fiddle
roast us on a griddle, push us to a sittle
as we slide under the middle
you’ll say you’re hot stuff
our thumbs we just twiddle
yeah i know it’s a bluff
like some bacteria we’ll get under your skin
infect ya with the fever
so you get in on the scene
so give a holla
to all of my kin
as things heat up
room’s starting to spin
i could go on but i don’t really care
hit you with some more raps but i’m not one to share
[verse 7: hannibal shoebox]
yo kids get your kick from hannibal shoebox!
y’all heard it here!
yo i’m rapping, in my boxers
they got shamrocks, shamroxers!
hey ladies y’all can text me
but don’t s-xt me
cause i respect women that respect me
now correct me if i’m wrong
but ticky tacky adds nothing to this song!
i should move on
cause this rhyme scheme?
it’s getting kinda long
long winded rhymes, i ain’t got that time
i only got sixteen measures for your listening pleasure
ooh yeah girl make some noise
do your thing for me and my boys
touch yourself to my crews voice
it’s decided, you’ve got no choice!
(woah woah woah woah, what was that?)
it was, this is my art form!
i thought we agreed on this?
(no you can’t rap about that?)
i can rap about what i want
(you are not going on)
i am going on!
what’s wrong?
turn that frown, upside down
that’s it girl, go to town
come on baby, shake it down
[hook: ticky tacky]
come on girl, shake it down, shake it down, shake it down
come on girl, shake it down, shake it down, down down
come on girl, shake it down, shake it down, shake it down
come on girl, shake it down, shake it down, down down

- triple wet waffle

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