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steam - mr. wrong lyrics

[intro]
it is i, the mr. wrong wonder
who here wants to hear a sick, disgusting, misogynistic story about nothing?
me, me, me, me, me, me!

[verse 1]
i’m that sick i mack a fat chick just to get some food
then bump depressing rude rap sh*t to set the mood
find a wet sket confused if i skip a scene where i hit her last bit of green then she gets excused
ain’t no telling where the b*tch has been
a filthy fiend that could f*ck you in a dream and have you p*ssing steam
i spat them last lines rhyming to hеr
she told me that she still wants it
i told hеr her p*ssy’s like a sewer
measly sk*nk threw a bottle
and now she’s me to thank ’cause years later she’s looking like a supermodel
sh*t, i seen the chick and hardly recognized it
with br**sts and thighs to, make you wanna get inside her v*g*n*
i was trying my luck but minutes after i eyeing her up, she was tying me up, dying to f*ck, so i stick it in raw
these days, just the thought of my d*ck in this wh0re has got me itching and sore
so excuse me if i seem phased ’cause now the lesson ends
when i woke up the next day with green b*lls and a letter that read revenge
i took a p*ss and alls i seen was steam
just because a birds fit as h*ll doesn’t mean she’s clean

[bridge]
just because a birds fit as h*ll doesn’t mean she’s clean
just because a birds fit as h*ll doesn’t mean she’s clean
just because a birds fit as h*ll
just because a birds fit as h*ll doesn’t mean she’s clean
steam
now hero, did not learn the lesson that he tried to teach himself and guys like him in the first place
what happened?
[verse 2]
well, filthy mouth gothic wh0res tongue wash my b*lls
and rich b*tches with platinum ring fingers, eat fine cuisine off my floor
beating wives, d*gg*ng on some collymore
secret lives, x*rated parties
your sister’s honour the strict undress code
sniper aim, hit her right between the eyes from across the hall in stealth mode
i drink vodka raw and raid college dorms for brains
told my soulmate, i treat all wh0res the same
mute b*tches call my name
f*ck a dyk* b*tch straight
de*virginize your daughter before the first date
fat b*tches need loving too so i let them eat the meat like it’s comfort food
that god d*mned f*cking crew
your mother.i’d.like.to.f*ck gave head to every member as a friendly gesture when we met her
damsels remain in distress unless they vacate the dress
i’m like, girl, you can give me head but you can pay for the rest
hit a chick big on a sadomasochism scene
pretty mean, dolly parton*esque tits, dr. martens and rips in her jeans
who gives head at will, rocking a studded leather grill
degrade sl*ts and your sister’s keen
she blows me in a dream, then continues when i wake up
skunk bongs and dumb blondes
a life of crime, don’t ask about her eyes, she’s fine
twas i who impregnated mary, chicken head
we can be friends as long as you get the p*n*s to spit, wrong
i give suicide girls a reason to live
i enter the room, one eye shut, with a parrot on my shoulder and a midget chick swinging on my nuts
[outro]
just because a birds fit as h*ll it’s good enough for me
just because a birds fit as h*ll it’s good enough for me
but when i’m drunk, i see fat b*tches who look good to me
and when i’m drunk, i see ugly b*tches that look good to me
so just because a birds fit as h*ll it’s good enough for me
just because a birds fit as h*ll it’s good enough for me

- mr wrong lyrics

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