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letra de the gay nigga chronicles - trutmz

[verse 1 – trutmz]
just pulled up to the movement
h-lla black n-ggas
d-mn guess that’s an improvement
bring them to the room
jerk them off for amus-m-nt
i like my lube clear, b-tch, translucent
got a 20-inch b-n-r, hope i don’t f-ckin’ lose it, yeah
so, a n-gga can use it, uh
all these n-ggas making music
put me on a track, swear to god, i’ll abuse it
i’m the king of melodies, n-gga, don’t you confuse it

[verse 2 – hydracoque]
whip out my p-n-s, n-gga said “don’t do this”
turns out those pics that i sent weren’t a illusion
hop on his body, now he’s nervous, cuz’ it’s like i’ll take two d-cks
don’t you worry my n-gga it’s fine
got extra lube, if not then you can die
got my d-ck and my b-lls, and my mouth can place yours
after all its g-y, it’s the way i adore
if it’s hard or soft for days, i am sore
we love in gently, or if it’s like war
if it’s soft-core p-rn or an ass getting torn
we can do anything are they ready for, g-y n-gga get set open up getting s-xy
ain’t gotta say sh-t to me n-gga just caress me
they say that actions speak louder than words, guess that means my f-ggotry is up
g-y n-gga what’s up?
[verse 3 – lil doo hickie]
n-gga don’t you confuse it, i’m the king of b-tt f-ckin’
i be taking h-lla new pics, h-lla dudes d-cks, i’m a fruit cake
suckin’ h-lla p-n-s like it’s my birthday, and i know i can fit it in cuz’ it’s t-rd shape
i can take three d-cks on my worst day, d-ld- in my b-tt make my nerves ache
quick fart on chef cause an earthquake, any n-gga making music put me on a track, i swear to god, i’ll abuse it
every single song we do going h-lla stupid, we ain’t got anything to prove this is how we do it, yeah
lookin’ like a rockstar he got a 20-inch p-n-s, and its rock hard
he gon’ f-ck me in the back of the cop car, we got arrested for f-ckin’ in someone’s backyard
f-ck you if you don’t like doo hickie, you can suck my d-ck if you don’t really f-ck with me
i got the hottest flows, a c-ck that grows, everybody i know, know i like stroking chode
making out with your boyfriend and we ain’t wearing no clothes, oh

- trutmz

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