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camboi smif - marinate lyrics

[verse 1]
got d-mn
that’s a fat -ss p-ssy
hoe glared up
and she caught me lookin’
waddled over to me
and she squeezed my d-ck
gazin in my eye, said
i’mma eat that sh-t
dropped my f-ckin d-ckies
in da middle of the walmart
stuck me in her mouth, till
her lips where my b-lls are
dirty -ss b-tch
and she look like paul blart
booty so big, she couldn’t
fit it in a golf cart
drive her to my crib
gettin’ head in the whip
trick at da wheel
while da kid ridin’ b-tch
pulled up in a ditch
offa route 86
grab da baby wipes, yo
i gotta take a sh-t, she
said wait, not yet
just save it for my chest
spray that diarrhea over
bof’a my br–sts
laid da seats back
in her ford fiest-a
laid her down flat, then
i got undressed-a
moment past’n i shat
and i drove her -ss home
dragged her out back
sprayed her off with a hose
double takin all around
she said where my clothes?
i kicked her in the shins, said
you don’t need those
b-tt naked on da bed
bluetooth in the bose
apple music on my phone
playin kiss from a rose
she blew me one of those
and i spit at the hoe
then i hit her in the nose
when i whipped out my choad, yo
now i’m crawlin’ on da bed, i’m
gettin all up in her legs, my
thumb up on my p-n-s head, dis
b-tch’s v-lv-‘s gettin’ wet, so i
just shove my f-ckin p-ck-r
in her hairy, aging slizz
then i let that p-ck-r sit
while i just marinate my d-ck

[hook x4]
marinate my d-ck
ma-ma-marinate my d-ck
marinate my d-ck
ma-ma-marinate my d-ck

[verse 2]
now my d-ck marinated
and i’m bout to get faded
pulled up at the clerb
lookin so sophisticated, i’mma
luscious lil danish, wit
a newly shaped -n-s, clean
shaven, lookin’ like a
m-th-f-ckin twink rapist
bangin’ and hangin’
at da corner’a da bar
glarin’ at a f-ggot
dat is payin’ with his card
ayo what up, he said
“hi my name is marc”
i’m like, nice to meet ya
i am kinda parched
marc said “ah!”
then “oh, gosh darn!”
“i paid my tab, but”
“gotta uber in da yard”
h-ll yeah f-ckin right
i replied, rollin’ dice
wanna ride to my apartment
for some wine, i got chardonnay
“okay” sprayed, from
da middle of his gray beard
“f-y-i – ain’t”
“been laid in eight years”
cut to my crib
he sittin’ at da table
i be over by da stove
stirrin’ gravy with a ladle
yo, dat smells insane, yo
he yelled from da other room
just wait’ll you taste it, dude
i bet you will gush ya goo
i trust ya, boo, he
talked kinda caustic, then
i chopped up da sausage
i washed in da faucet
got all’a da blood off it
cuz i recently chopped it off’a
my bod’n marc was like
did ya know i’m a comic?
i’m like nah, das awesome
did ya know i’m a bomb
-ss rapper, and uh
i uh, rhyme real good?
yeah, he f-ckin said, you
been rhymin’ this whole time, yo you
just f-ckin’ convinced me, dat you
da bestest emcee in nc, but
my tummy is empty, and i
gotta get to my ten speed
so give me that dish, and
put that f-ckin’ sh-t in me

[bridge]
now he munchin’ on my d-ck
and he crunchin’ on dat sh-t, oh sh-t
i don’t know his last name
i’mma ax em what it is
he grinned when i did
yeah he grinned real big
and with a real big grin
he said dat sh-t is maron

[hook x4]
marc maron ate my d-ck
marc-marinate my d-ck
marc maron ate my d-ck
marc-marinate my d-ck

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