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having sex with your grandma (gifted by jay) - pe$o pete lyrics

[verse 1: lime king, pe$o pete, & koll]
lime king, [?], now they [?] my [?] (aye! koll)
i*i got a gat, yes, that sh*t fat, b*tch! fat ass, skinny jeans, hat is a [?] fit! (brr! haha)
i am an aussie, they say they f*ck with the accent, like they can hear sh*t!
side [?], i’m gon’ be makin’ my beard [?], i got a kinky b*tch, ugh, she’s into some weird sh*t (wh0re, what?)
[?] f*ckin’ these hoes! unless they wanna be suckin’ my toes! (aye!)
[?], i’m travellin’ coast*to*coast! i’m lookin’ for hoes wit’ bro!
yes, i found them, makin’ this eyeglass handy! i get the p*ssy to throw on some handsies!
yo’ b*tch is getting real handsy! i make her clap, i make hеr [?] hands up!
might do the dash, never puttin’ my hands up! smokin’ on dookiе!
yo’ b*tch walkin’ up to me like “coochy coo!”, like “what the f*ck? who is you, b*tch?!”

[verse 2: pe$o pete]
wait, who the f*ck is that?! choppa got kickback! i got a big bag! inside a big bag!
he wanted smoke, promise, man, this sh*t get bad, rollin’ in [?] like young pe$o don’t get mad
he dropped the za off straight to me like gift bag, i’m in her cheeks like “wow, that b*tch bad”
infinite pe$o, where gang, man? sh*t trash, i tried to mosh in the pit, got a [?] that
f*ck! i need like—, dang, i need hunnid mp just to f*ck up the section
i’m like ruby and sapphire, might change up the weather, this that og rick owens, you rockin’ on pleather, b*tch!
ugh, you just a peasant, and these wings on my body, i’m fly like unfezant
back in days, i was broke, [?] sh*t, ooh, he*he thought i’m gone, but i teched it, dang

[verse 3: tanukes]
pe$o brought [?] after texas, pokérus pack, i send homies that good sh*t
you wait at the table, you wishin’ you could sit! you just a b*tch, that’s how the shoe fit!
that’s how the shoe fit, dummy, i’m a king up at the top, you can’t take sh*t from me
y’all broke as f*ck, we don’t [?] sh*t money, my foes straight up bitin’, these hoes tryna touch me!
like “give me some sp*ce, b*tch!”, “get out my face, b*tch!”, i need my payments and you just delay sh*t!
enterprise dollars, i’m up in a sp*ceship! i stole yo’ b*tch and she tryna face it!
that’s facts, but the p*ssy never cloud my view
if the gang outside, then i’m outside, too, [?] tall for the cash, then the stack size grew, b*tch
[outro: [?] & pe$o pete]
that’s why i f*cked yo’ granny, you fat*nosed b*tch
you dusty*ass n*ggas (dusty*ass n*ggas)
this our sh*t, n*gga (this our sh*t, n*gga)
you ain’t never comin’ close (you ain’t never comin’ close)
nuhahaha, haha
let’s go, heh, heh, that’s it, that’s all we need, ha, cut that sh*t, heha

- peo pete lyrics

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