Lyrics

Flexin Dolce and Gabbana Ya mama says pull up to my cabana I'm fuckin on her You got a cuck of a father My puck in the top of the net You sleepin on a cot paying rent Meanwhile me gettin on in the next room I can hear you're havin a tantrum So we move to the bathroom Guess what I'm finishing off in ya shampoo Plant my seed on her seed See if she see, damn she curvy Hit it from the back, the baby burpy Gotta get the fruit I'm afraid of scurvy All my friends like This aint you, this aint you! Please eat a snickers, son Don't you know that this a alter ego call me viktor vaughn Quick, get the blonde, which one is the king and pawn Guess I gotta hit all these bitches from which i pick upon Yeah, and all they asses mine Yeah i'm livin two lives call me Palpatine Oh shit, or is it Palpatine Either way I'm out here smokin tokin on the louder greens Make ya woman a burrito damn she love the sour cream I can hear you lil cowards scream Enjoy a shower beer, powdered rear, while we're here How my trousers found the power Now they cower fear, as the hour nears Reppin Patagonia glad when I grabbed the loneliest Bad bitches at the phoniest Frat where the brads are horny dicks Sad, bastards with pony dicks Fact is that they hopeless and Fags don't know jazz Harmonious Rap Master Thelonious reportin for duty Lil fuckin Tini out here courtin a cutie Me and Me that's two people Muthafucka I'm my own damn sequel I ain't worried bout ya stupid free will Cause bitch if you won't, she will MPD I got MPD You might know me But you don't know me Donkey punch a bitch in the face, on the first date Always off the shits, throw it back, like a ape Say she want it rough, then complain, like "that hurts babe!" Bitch that just the tip, bouta take you on a trip Got her singing out of tune, sound like happy birthday Bride cuts the cake, put that pussy on a plate Gobble that cooch and she squawk, call her birdbrain STOOPID TRAMP WIT THA VOODOO CLAM (Woo) You been damned, if you do the man Do the math, then I google maps To yo home, then we pull the chrome All my fam, be like DOO DOO, BLAM Me and Me yeah that's two people Muthafucka I'm my own damn sequel I know you think, he wouldn't man, he chill But lil bitch if I won't, then I will
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