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they love mb! - lil meatball boy lyrics

[intro: lil meatball boy]
d*mn dame, you tweakin’ on this beat
ayy, woop, yuh, woop
ayy (lil meatball, what’s that smell?)

[verse 1: lil meatball boy]
ayy, i’m going crazy on this beat
look around, let me see your meat
f*ck around in the backseat, ayy
d*ck tastes like sugar so it’s h*lla sweet
i’m only straight but i get inside his cheeks
ayy, meatball what you doing on this beat?
going stupid, i said “let me sniff his seat”
ayy, switching up the flow, you know this sh*t is heat
you said you’re here to meet a 14 year old boy?
he’s here to meet a 14 year old boy
i’m lil meatball boy, king of the sauce
my rhymes are so hot, they leave the haters at a cost
coming for this d*ck, i can never be crossed
f*ck your b*tch, suck your dad, then i get backshots
i’m from the streets where the concrete’s hot
got a heart made of steel and a mind that won’t stop
i came from the bottom, now i’m on the top
and i’ll never let anyone make me flop (lil meatball)

[verse 2: yung spinach cumshot]
ayy, i’m gripping on my c*ck like a bl!ck (ayy)
watch on my wrist like a clock, tock tick (tick tock)
got a little hottie, give sloppy all on my d*ck
she got a good body, call her mommy, ’cause she too thick
ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, b*tch i’m icy (okay)
like ice spice, her big old thighs finna entice me (yuh)
c*ck enlargement device, that sh*t is kinda pricey
but i need it on my d*ck, ’cause that sh*t’s way too tiny
[verse 3: big shoelace]
i’m not lil meatball, my name is big shoe
don’t associate me, i’m not from his crew
that guy is h*lla gay, he swings the other way
he hits it from the back, then puts that sh*t away
they told me who let you inside
you ain’t finna cook, acting like you bout to cry
he f*cked the wrong guy b*tch
lil meat a homie hopper ’til he die
lil meat said lemme put you on some heat (meatball)
you know my man a lie (a lie)
he really thought he was gonna eat
but we said f*ck nah, we hate you, goodbye (goodbye)

[verse 4: lil meatball boy]
f*cking on your b*tch like my name is chris rock
homie came around and he tried to c*ckblock
call me sam puckett, put the b*tter in a sock
i’m a slave owner so i own some crops
the call me meatball so i’m h*lla sticky
no icky, i got the bl!cky with me
running up the feature with yung spinach
f*cking on your b*tch ’cause she in my business
i don’t want none, i just want you
meatball going up with my homie big shoe
i got some big b*lls, you know it’s true
meatball run it up, running up that revenue (lil meatball)

- lil meatball boy lyrics

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