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alice yenn – 5:15 pm wed lyrics

(intro)
“live for my buss down b+tch”
f+ck u and your ugly crusty b+tch ass lips
don’t touch me n+gga
just because your woman didn’t wanna touch on you
doesn’t mean you can touch on me

(verse 1)
certainly, f+ck you
ass look tired, wearing sh+t that would make adam sandler retire
head so big, yo ass need a door the size of a country to get in
so funny that you think you could win
but i’ll talk my sh+t, you like starting sh+t though
run up at me again and you’ll see, hoe
how you a hoe but you can’t even get p+ssy though
your game is trash, so is your flat chest, flat ass, shopping at bap looking ass
your big back ass smells like nacho doritos
but your big ass can’t get a big b+tch to sit on your d+ck though
(no one wants to smash, dumbass.)
the way you can’t even d+ck a b+tch down
she ain’t even wanna go to pound town
your d+ck so small it kinda look like a cl+t
how does it feel to be so down+bad
that you need to s+xually harass a woman
in order to get some p+ssy, you small d+ck’d b+tch
you talking loud but you ain’t saying sh+t
acting tough but you’re really just a hypocrite
flexing like you’re balling but you’re broke as h+ll
living in a fantasy, can’t you tell?
your ego’s big but your brain is small
trying to act cool but you’re dropping the ball
your style is outdated, stuck in the past
can’t keep up with me, you’re finishing last
you think you’re a player but you’re just a clown
i’m laughing at you while you’re falling down
keep talking trash, it’s all you can do
but deep down you know i’m better than you
(pre+chorus)
you’re a wannabe player in a game you can’t win
you talk big, but you’re small in action
just a fraction of a man with no satisfaction
your words are empty, like your bank account
you try to flex, but it’s all just a fount

(chorus)
your such a f+cking mess
your such a f+cking mess
your such a f+cking mess
your such a f+cking mess
your such a f+cking mess
your such a f+cking mess

(verse 2)
you code switching b+tch n+gga
you need to help yourself
instead of f+cking with b+tches online
your dad just like you
abusive n+gga with the worst haircut in life
your relationships aren’t a slice of life teen romance
your not in high school musical nor twilight
your ass is kinda like a vampire
doesn’t come out until midnight
you can’t touch water, you like h20 mako
smell so fishy you big as f+ck so go on fat ass mermaid
the only thing you even know how to do
you can’t even do correctly
(you rectangular prism)
(bridge)
you narcissistic pessimistic ugly ass n+gga
your g+y as f+ck nasty as f+ck and
always needing attention
fat ass n+gga can’t even go in one direction
go on ahead you can’t even correct your pension
made me mad now i’m on the pen n sh+t
mouth so god d+mn wide why can’t you deep throat
break the glass now you can’t even see hoe
this is a fight you can’t even win
fingers so thin why can’t you ever f+cking resend
p+ssy ass n+gga that’s why you can’t even get in
head so bald it’s a tragedy
hands so big why can’t you handle your mentality
bout to break my pen in yo ass
can’t even imagine yo life
without yo pen n yo dice

(outro)
(diced up)
(laced up)
(funny as f+ck)
(you get straight to touch)

- alice yenn lyrics

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