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camboi smif - dank rhymes / danker rhymes lyrics

dank rhymes

go and call your moms up
tell her i have condoms
but you gon have to wake her up
cuz that b-tch is unconscious
guess what? i f-cked her there
in her c-nt, there’s c-m in there
go and f-ckin check, son
there’s prolly even gum in there
from when i ate her out, while
she was suckin on my tummy hair
there’s nothin f-ckin funny there
hunnies love my tummy hair
don’t give me that c-nty glare
i’ll knock your f-ckin lights out
all up in yo whip, boy
i’ll even knock yo brights out
you know i got the lead pipe
red nikes, and brett bike
so suave, i wet dyk-s
you know i gettin’ fed right
so much f-ll-t–
i even got the head lice
frozen b-tches on my d-ck
my j-zm be like fresh ice
yo, my c-ck got the frostbite
dat sh-t look like ron white
you don’t wanna f-ck with me
you know i fought in nam, right?
you know i lost an arm, right?
you know i lost a leg, right?
you know i lost my head, right?
you know i’m f-ckin dead, right?
i’ll haunt your f-ckin -ss
in the middle of the night time
spook ya -ss in half, then
wiggle in the crack, like
a stupid f-ckin crack head
face full’a blackheads
beggin for fix, suckin’
d-cks in the back shed
at ya momma’s house, while
cambizzle goin’ down
on da sloppy f-ckin c-nt
dat yo dummy b-tt had come from
yo, you a dumb-dumb – and
i will spank you in yo b-m b-m
then crush you with my d-ck
because dat sh-t be weighin’ one ton

danker rhymes

i don’t know
what da f-ck you dumb m-th-f-ckas thank
you gon’ accomplish frontin’ on a
real wigga like me, i be
chiefin’ on dat carpet keef
at ya niece apartment, b
i need a dust busta just’a
get’a f-ckin nut skeeted
pants around my ankles
wit a tank around my t-ts
if a b-tch gimme brain, then
i got neurons on my d-ck
pumpin’ dopamine up in ’em
marijuana in my j-sm
if a b-tch talk sh-t i hit ’em, cuz
i don’t take too well to criticism – strenf
so intense i bend ’em
back’n forf like a pendulum, den
i scissor kick em – all up in
dat last millennium, if ya
come to my condominium, i’mma
put da condom in ya, wrapped
all around my fish stick, y’all
can call me long john silvers
i’mma a k!lla k!lla
and i’m illa forilla, i’m da
trillest krill dilla, c-mmin’
on ya chinchilla
i been fillin’ up lady c-nts
with my creamy baby lumps
gettin’ hard as f-ck, over
all deez big ol’ shapely b-tts
break up in yo home
and jerk it to ya dog
peanut b-tter on my hog
make dat f-cker lick it off
now i’m gettin’ off, wit
yo long-term b-tch
in da race car bed
of yo mutual kid, now i’m
coolin’ in yo den
wit my best f-ckin friend
zack gnapinski’n we drinkin
all yo best rum’n gin
all yo top shelf sh-t
two-steppin’ in yo timbs
john deere vise grips
disconnectin’ all yo limbs
then i throw ya to da fish
d-ck growin’ to da stench
hollow outcha skull’n den
fill it with my own kin, i
spill it from the tip, till
my p-n-ses is limp, show ’em
camboi smif is egregious as sh-t

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