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letra de get out! - yaboisean!

[intro]

(burping noise) ooh excuse me
mom! get outta my room!
mom what i gotta tell you bro
you know what
you know what
hold on

[verse one]

mom, get outta my room
(get out my room!)
i’m tryna beat my d-ck to lana rhodes and i’m bout to c-m soon
(bout to c-m soon!)
if you don’t leave, i’m bout to get kicked out by noon
(12 o’clock!)
i’m gonna nut on the floor
nut in your hair
then nut on the door
(the f-ck?)
get out
get out
get out
get out
i don’t wanna see you again
you are not my friend
i’m trying not to nut on the floor but i can’t again
ah sh-t
f-ck
uhhhhhh
i just nutted on the floor
i’m a g
i’m about to clean it up, ooh wee
wait a minute no i’m not
f-ck out my face
i’m about to beat it up
okay!
now i got kicked outta my house again
now i’m on the streets again
ohhhh my god welp
get out my room, tryna beat my p-n-s
took a rocket ship and i took it to venus
took off my helmet so i can smell the freshness
uhhh
you can’t really test this
cuz n0body can see me, i’m in sp-ce
and she can’t yell at me today (aye)
but i had to make my way back, cuz i couldn’t breathe
i found out that there’s no food on there, i can’t eat
so i went back to earth, what’s worse?
i saw my mom and she was actually at work
so i dip dashed, ran to the house
pulled my motherf-ckin p-n-s out (aye)
went to the back room
and put on mia khalifa’s (hmmm)
(aye)
and she was dancing wit dat -ss
then out of f-cking nowhere
appeared my deadbeat dad
he said “hi dasean! how you f-ckin doin?
is that your had that you’re currently scr-w-ng?”
and i said “dude what the f-ck, get the f-ck up out my house”
he said “ dude i’m just tryna sniff ya grandmothers blouse”
and i said “what. the f-ck. are you doing here? you stupid unadulterated n-gga with a beard. “
he said “my beard is weird, but please do remember.. if you scream right now, it’s your body imma dismember”
and i said “woah. here we go again, you’re not my dad and you’re not my friend. there’s no need to pretend, your life is about to end”
so i ran out the house, called my mom up
“ayo ma, he in the house “
“what?”
she said “okay, i’m pullin down the block”
she pulled up with the cops
the cops they had the glock
they pulled up to the door
they said “we can’t no more”
like edgar allen poe
his soul is never mo’
ay here we go, i’m really woah
spitting tales of murder mystery, edgar allen poe
and here we go, i’m done with this verse
so uhhhh i don’t know what else works
calling my mother because i think i am dended
uh i’m feeling from a bar, call me band-aid
i’m spitting verses like the story you landed
bout to leave this beat deader than the end of t-tanic
and hamlet (inhale it?)

[ending]

credits go out to uh, my person you know you are. bang bang, woah thank you for this boom. ight bye. boom gotta go catch the bus

- yaboisean

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