Letras

What's up? Smoke weed, take pills, yes, ma'am
Smoke crack? Hell no, kick ass, fuck hoes
Fuck this, fuck that, lick my nut sack
Roll blunt, kick back

Choke, choke, tote, tote, puff pass, bitch
Cut my grass, bitch, kiss my ass, bitch
Pork chop, fat slut, suck my dog's nuts
Fuck you, get out lard ass, foul mouth

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Damn straight, asshole, Jenny Creg in role
Jelly roll, belly roll, smelly, smelly, smelly roll
Pussy lips, very swollen, hoeing does, take a toll
Cuter hole, deep and wide, feet first jump inside

You nasty ho
Quit suckin' my toes
I said, you nasty ho
Your fat ass gots to go

Fire it up, fire it up, grab my guitar, pluck a string
Chewin' on a chicken wing, baby, suck my dangling
Feelin' fine, drink some wine, Budman's here just in time
Got some pills, yes, I do, Mepergan, Xanax too

Look up, hook it up, ring ring, yo, what's up?
Sticky, can you lick my pussy? Yes, I can if you dushy
I don't deal with funky snatches, or the lips with itchy rashes
Holy shit, is that a clit? It almost looks just like a dick

Chasin' me around the room, fight it off with the broom
I'm about to lose my mind, pussy grabbed me from behind
I started kickin', yellin', "Go away"
This stinkin' rotten pussy's gonna kill me today

You nasty ho
Quit suckin' my toes
I said, you nasty ho
Your fat ass gots to go

Damn, it's dark, where I'm at? Lost inside this bitch's cat
I can't see, I can't breathe, look we've done attached the weave
'Cause it's hairy, very scary, freaky dicky porno movie
It was dippin', am I trippin'? Broke my dick and now I'm limpin'

Help me, help me, I've done been to hell and back
Fat bitch, green snatch, I'm having a heart attack
Oh my god, oh my god, someone call the paramedic
I am stuck, what the fuck? Shakin' like a diabetic

Let me go crazy cunt, callin' me a little lunt
I'ma roll a fat ass blunt, fuck you and your little junt
Merfes lifty, feelin' nifty, bustin' rhymes oh so swiftly
I will be smokin' weed 'til I turn a hundred and fifty
When I die, bury me with a blunt hangin' out my mouth
Let 'em know that my soul will always be in the dirty south

Writer(s): Justin Michael Osburn

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