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broskeez – 6 inches taller lyrics

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[ad+lib]
[g+yvin laughs]
is that child p+
[g+yvin laughs]
ow oh no daddy chill
yo what’s wrong with g+y people?
daddy chill daddy chill
what’s wrong with g+y people?
?
kenzie say the n+word or we’re blocking you
what?

lyrics:
[verse 1: efan]
got platform shoes on
i’m a beaner but i’m not mowing your lawn
i’m 6 inches taller
don’t need a bad b+tch
gonna tell me
im a baller i know

i’m not strapped
don’t roll on me
this ain’t no function it’s a mother f+ckin pool party
got the belt know i’m repping ed hardy
late to school dumb b+tch marked me tardy
[ad+lib]
twelve year olds are g+yvin’s type
actually that’s too old for me
he likes younger girls

oh this sh+t kinda good

[verse 2: g+yvin erickson]
taller not longer
call me a b+tch got a gun in my locker
yeah thats a shocker
puffins arrеsted
no he ain’t bestad
i am thе bestest not even contested

got caught on my c+ck
so i nut in his sock
suck on my homies like a big stick of chalk

ethans so beaner got me on his weiner
got a new girlfriend so i gotta teach her
i make my boy nut like he ain’t even seen her

[ad+lib]
alex is doing this sh+t
you f+cking ni++er
i swear to f+cking god
let him cook
let him cook now
let him cook
i said let him cook

everybody type in the chat that alex is a stupid ni++er
just type that alex is a stupid ni++er
f+ck him
f+ck him

when i was nine
i got molested by a guy with down syndrome
i’m not laughing
why’d you laugh?
it’s just
that’s f+cking+

[verse 3: big red]
don’t f+ck with the broskeez
we’ll stuff 6 inches
you know we acting g+y
we be like some g+y squinches
puffins d+ck
be as lengthy as a stick
you know he likes it when
he sees some spicks
in the campground
screaming like we g+y bunnies
g+yvin’s pizza hut job
is paying good money

[ad+lib]
oh holy mother of god~ (walter white)

he ain’t busted in weeks
his b+lls feel dummy
when he busts he makes us
look like mummys
you know his cum
be tasting really yummy
make my legs shake
and it’s filling up my tummy

[ad+lib]
hey is your refrigerator running?
yes it is, is your doors unlocked?
what? why?
[beats up peter griffin]

late night with the brothas on the game
live streaming, know we got the fame
no friends? b+tch, yo man kinda lame
what’s my name? (big red)
b+tch, you best be ashamed

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