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lirik lagu pussy cut – thyme (producer)

[verse 1: zombae]
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

i got cum in her face, i got blood in my veins
i got everything near, i got everything made
i got everything on, i got everything sauce
i put gun in her c*nt, i put c*nt in my blood
i put cum in my blood, i put all of my skunk
i put [?]
[?]
i got h*lla big runts, i got h*lla big b*lls
i got h*lla big booties, i got [?]
i got nothin’ in the stove, i got no idea where i
supposed to be, i got so many clothes
i got so many flows, i got so many crows
i got so many souls, i got so many holes
i got so many holes, trypophobia
i know [?]
i f*ckin’ love h0m*phobia
i’m f*ckin’ ownin’ ya
yeah i’m going in like the f*cking ghosts of narnia
carnia, you n*ggas got a problem i be [?]
i feel like [?]
where did my body f*cking split in
the way i’m spittin’
i feel like joey bada$$, the way i’m packin’
you n*ggas got a problem imma eat y’all just like pac*man
i go and sack it
n*ggas got a problem well i’ll finna go ghost him
i mean you finna go folsom
i might fight him like a shōnen
no coke overdosin’
[?]
you n*ggas goin’ off that covid
if you really want that smokin’, unh
[?] smokin’ robinson
i’m coppin’ h*lla [?]
n*ggas got a problem, well i’m going on that oxygen
i’m popping oxycontins if they really wanna sob [?]
n*ggas got a problem they try stopping me like stop and frisk
i’m ominous
[?]
n*ggas got a problem [?]
i’m in my prime like optimus
cost of which i’ve never been a
[?] where you at though
b*tch i’ve been going just like i’m castro, fidel
it’s low fidelity, i’m [?]
i feel like celebi [?]
the way i’m granting wishes be [?]
you n*ggas got a problem, boy i’m sickening
[?] i’m going like the [?]
you moving so heavenly, i mean…
[verse 2: ?]
walk in this b*tch like spongebob
i got the fist from spongebob
i got [?] spongebob
i wear spongebob like a skin suit
talk sh*t that’s gonna be you
this is my day with spongebob
we went and got to go eat krabby patties
we got to go meet patrick
we got to go meet squidward
we got to go meet sandy
we got to go meet mr. krabs
we got to go meet plankton
we got to go meet my leg guy
we got to go meet the shrimp guy
we got to go meet larry the lobster
we got to go meet larry the lobster
we got to go meet big bubble
we got to go meet bubble belly
we got to go meet jellyfish king
we got to go meet gerald the jellyfish fan
we got to go meet spongebob too
we got to go meet spongebob’s brother
we got to go meet spongebob’s mother
we got to go meet spongebob’s father
we got to go meet spongebob, again, but upside down this time
there’s no gary
gary got a dysentery
is that anything…? i’m gonna hope that gets in there

[verse 3: aol]
i asked your b*tch “what the f*ck you want from me”
she said baby come fill me up like a dumpling
they say they ate my sh*t but they still bump me
i got a rifle, big as f*ck, look like deer hunting
d*mn, and i don’t got a license
you f*ck with me and gang, you get extinct like f*cking bison
you f*ck with me and gang, i get my blade and i’m f*ckin’ dicin’
i got your girl in my house suckin’ me like a f*cking dyson
the way i hit your bro with this fire, this sh*t look like bukakke
[?] hit him with the one, two like it’s f*cking rocky
i feel like lil boat the way i keep stackin’ up this brocolli
and even when i’m dead i’ll keep swaggin’ on your ass, haley joel osment
emily osment the way i said i’ll bully you
i’m rolling up an l after i k!ll him that’s a w
you think i’m exhausted? naw b*tch, i’m full of juice
i’m down bad f*cked up in the club, i’m chugging brews
they asked me what i’m sipping on, this sh*t’s a pbr
all my gang makin’ music, i think i’m finna be a star
no label no promotion, but i think i’m still getting far
i asked them how long is this verse they gave me, 64 bars!?
you think i’m writing all that sh*t you’re smoking crack
the sh*t i’m saying right now, you probably think i’m smoking crack
i just f*cked this b*tch, now she h*lla bored, so she smoking crack
packsmoker worldwide, sh*t, we smokin’ pack
i ain’t smokin’ sh*t, no cap, i’m at my momma’s house
it’s almost 2 am so i’m quiet as a mouse
i need some f*cking p*ssy bro it’s been such a f*cking drought
your man mad as f*ck cause he’s got no f*cking clout
d*mn

i need to end this verse
the only b*tch with a glock 9″ in a f*cking purse
your man the kinda dude who goes on youtube and comments first
my man the kinda dude to blow my back ’till i’m in a he*rs*
real

[verse 4: ?]
walk in this b*tch like spongebob
i got the fist from spongebob
i got [?] spongebob
i wear spongebob like a skin suit
talk sh*t that’s gonna be you
this is my day with spongebob
we went and got to go eat krabby patties
we got to go meet patrick
we got to go meet squidward
we got to go meet sandy
we got to go meet mr. krabs
we got to go meet plankton
we got to go meet my leg guy
we got to go meet the shrimp guy
we got to go meet larry the lobster
we got to go meet larry the lobster
we got to go meet big bubble
we got to go meet bubble belly
we got to go meet jellyfish king
we got to go meet gerald the jellyfish fan
we got to go meet spongebob too
we got to go meet spongebob’s brother
we got to go meet spongebob’s mother
we got to go meet spongebob’s father
we got to go meet spongebob, again, but upside down this time
there’s no gary
gary got a dysentery

is that anything…? i’m gonna hope that gets in there

[verse 5: ilysm]
this b*tch said my d*ck smell like [?]
i really hope she likes some swedish fish or something
[?] and texted this other b*tch
[?] she did not wanna see my d*ck
shoutouts to my d*ck [?] with the cl!ck
i’m not constipated so you know i’m with the sh*ts
shoutouts to my c*ck i pray it never [?]
[?] got that vacuum, wondering if shawty still suck
*sobbing*
[?] p*ssies, it makes me wanna run
[?] so i send you to the sun
b*tch i* *sobbing*
sorry, i’m not in the mood for this
b*tch i’m so sad but you know i’m still moving, b*tch
my life is so empty but i am still with the sh*ts
b*tch i’m so sad when i’m f*cking the cl*toris
f*cking the cl*toris, f*cking your stupid b*tch
f*cking your stupid b*tch inside your uterus
i have so many b*tches so you must be new to this
when your dress come on all these b*tches like “who is this”
too many questions, got hoes like a weezer
[?] p*rnhub, i’m tryna cum out here
i hop in her dms like shawty [?]
she don’t text me back, is the [?]
*sobbing*
i got money on me, i got* *sobbing*

[verse 6: thyme]
*noise wall*

- thyme producer

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