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aol – x on my hands lyrics

[produced by saturnultra]

[intro: aol]
let’s get it
saturn
ayy, dialup
saturn
aol, ayy, ayy
yuh

[verse: aol]
x’s on my hands with a marker
winter make my brain get darker
b#tch i feel like young peter parker
in a minivan blasting carcass
rapper call me f#g, i’mma carve him
slice a f#cker up like a barber
i don’t like to get so violent
why you gotta make my life harder, c#nt
i’m just sipping on this peach tea
know your man wanna meet me
straight boys wanna feed me
flannel top, i don’t eat meat
lift him up like rafiki
good boy wanna please me
paint his face like graffiti
’cause he thought i was dreamy
never die like goonies
i might just hop up in ya b#tch coochie
i’m wit’ ya dad chillin’ in ya jacuzzi
i’m dropping seeds in ya mom like a fruit tree
move in ya house cause you need a new roomie
fill up ya fridge with some tofu and blue cheese
buy you some gosha you dress like a foolie
sucking my d#ck is gon leave you with bruised knees, b#tch
shelf full of vhs
i just need head and some big paycheques
motherf#ck ice and the dhs
you look like you shop at the payless
and the wal#mart
you gotta roll with the small cart
i hit you, you run away like the long march
i’m breathing life in ya b#tch like the allspark
after i k!ll you i’ll send you a hallmark, b#tch

[interlude: aol]
ayy, ayy, ayy
f#ck, that one took a long time
ayy, yuh, let’s get it

[hook: aol]
not a cross on my hands
you can’t f#ck with my mans
blood stains on my vans
if you f#ck with my friends
not a cross on my hands
you can’t f#ck with my mans
blood stains on my vans
if you f#ck with my friends
not a cross on my hands
you can’t f#ck with my mans
blood stains on my vans
if you f#ck with my friends
not a cross on my hands
you can’t f#ck with my mans
blood stains on my vans
if you f#ck with my friends
b#tch

- aol lyrics

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