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len – mayo (prod. cm ultra) lyrics

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[intro: shenanilens]

duuhhhhh, len spits it mean
he’s mean to people
he just says mean things and
he’s trying to sound like tyler
.. he needs to be himself
[verse 1: len]
black b-tches, trash diggin’ half wigger, dumpster divin’ must be high
i been f-ckin’ lighters bunsen burner, rumpskin turban
must been f-ckin’ mustard drivin’ by
enough, jack jose capitan to f-ck a fireball up
wire’s all nothin’ but some f-ckin’ writers block, fire fighters c-ck and breakin’ more wind than paint is
jackin’ it more than xzibits whip after the f-ggot half pimped it

lit as a virgins d-ck up in a frickin’ skirted b-tch, reachin’ depths up where no one else has been
bustin’ head and f-ckin’ spasmin’
lucky f-cker stuck it up in some summer c-nt for bustin’ nuts
and f-ckin’ trucks of b-tches
humpin’ buts, some f-ckin’ sl-ts for dumpin’
ruptured c-nts is somethin’ i can get to puncturing if trump is f-ckin’ supportin’ it
abortions for wh-r-s with kids, s-x is gettin’ forced in

[verse 2: also len]
rummagin’ through some poor f-ckers drawers, tryna’ cop some sh-t, lift some sh-t to turn and p-wn it
tryna get the virgin on sh-t honest so i can toy some tonka
boink some lingerie models, have some strokin’ longer..
pull it harder, twist it, smell it lift it, bending at the back swiftly like i’m tryna get my cardiac arrested
wrists affixed in the slitted positions, sh-tted twisted..
-uh-
cut my mom from the first verse is the least i could do since she was my dad too
since the f-g decided it was high time to up & split
he loves new kids
so what is this, is a f-ckin’ predicament in trust is a
f-cked up situation isn’t it, huh?
f-ckin’ hippie c-nt, you f-ckin’ couldn’t even get to fillin’ it
f-ckin’ ugly sl-t
hungover f-ckin’ truck lookin’ father f-ck

b-tch



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