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Yeah, I didn’t record in a while, then that shit was sounding foul
So I, revised it, you know a nigga improved it
So I’m, doing the movement and your shits a bowel movement
Mom 's Sick, when I rub this Johnson, Johsnon
I got my mom sick rubbing this Johnson

[Verse1]

Got my fucking mom sick, when I rub this Johnson and Johnson
On my Johnson and stroke it while I’m counting each fountain
That I’m spouting and if how I’m pronouncing pisses of Bronson
He’ll come spray me with his Thompson, til he, leave a nigga bouncing

On the carpet, fuck it least he’ll kill me 'fore the cancer
No ones talking horoscopes, blows O’s of dope I plan to
Lady lucks a bitch and she’s evil, this my casino
Chanced it and ate a canoli, made by Mr. Pellegrino

A.K.A secretly Jesus, the Physic’s teacher
Unfortunately they had to sprain my B-hole with a needle
Limped to the nearest Filipino, ordered 3 more kilos
Flipping off all you people, just call me Evil Knievel

They let me keep my feces, hit my species with a free throw
Difference ’bout me and you is that you’re worried ’bout being cool
Tryna bring home a chick for mom and dad too
I’m tryna bring home a bitch with a face tattoo

[Chorus] x 2

See, I know I’m that kid, cuz I want a Fat Bitch
And when I get a Fat Bitch, I’ll feed her Doritos
The things I do with Aspirin, they should be illegal
Precious is my Fat Bitch, you could call me Smeegle

[Verse 2]

Last one to start shit but the first one to launch shit
Hoping that my teeth don’t darken but I just keep sparking
And I just can’t function, when it comes to lunching
So a nigga thin and hunching like Scout Master Lumpus

So go head keep your donuts, No I do not want a munchkin
Sip Coronas with these loners, six more of those and I’ll throw up
Foamy Soda in the face of shawty, could I water board her?
If you think I’m nose-y now then you should see the coke I’m snorting

Hit that blunt so hard that it’s about to press charges
By the feds I got wanted, skipping checks at Red Robin
When I die at Olive Garden, it won’t be because of garlic
Pizza started all this farting we don’t need a ref to call it

Like them braulic, thick as Broly, only 14 years or older
Robbed a Target for a pound of Gorgonzola and a stroller
Found the roundest bitch around me covered my dick in Granola
She gone suck it like she love it then I’ll punish her popola

[Chorus] x 2

[Outro]

Did that sound good motherfucker?
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