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camboi smif - no capers lyrics

i’m a dipsh-t motherf-cker
and a f-ckin c-ck sucker
cut ya c-ck off with a
m-th-f-ckin box cutter
suck it right in front of you’n
spew it on your mom’s supper
jimmy on my w-lly, i’m a
f-ck her and ya mom’s mother
i gone southern
on the c-nt of ya mother
and ya mother’s f-ckin mother
i’mma f-ck ya f-ckin brother too
make him shoot juice
with syringes and sh-t
i’mma show him opiates
and get him hooked on the sh-t
why he actin so comatose?
oh, i think he overdosed
drove him to the side rails
so i could throw him over those
focused on the road
as i pulled up at the bridge
got in the back with him
and then sucked his fat d-ck
yo i couldn’t resist
rap game brock turner
turn ya d-ck black
call me the c-ck burner
i commit a lotta murders
and momma is a squirter
if she squirts on you
please do not hurt her
i like to use computers
but i never use the curser
f-ckin love cream, but
i don’t f-ck around with sherbet
i used to be the baby
on the cover of gerber
but they dropped my f-ckin -ss
when i did my first murder
already been told ya
i’m a m-th-f-ckin criminal
never take nudes cuz
i got herpes on my genitals
put me in a mental
hospital, i’m a r-t-rd
landed on the planet
and i never got my green card
i spit mean bars, but-my
flows got manners, catch
me t-tty f-ckin hoes
like stephanie tanner
if she ever hit me up again
i ain’t gon answer, cuz
dat b-tch gave me aids
but i gave that b-tch cancer
i drink the jameson
no chaser
drank it in the alley
no gator, make
the b-tches stand still
no phaser
and i get dat deep head
no eraser
smoke eight hunnit j’s
no papers, b-tch i
come from the hood
no neighbors, and i
own dat baskin robbins
no flavors
i’m with a clique of s-x offenders
no rapers, i been
lookin for a date, yo
are there any takers, i wanna
smoked salmon bagel sandwich
with no capers
i want that candy now
no later
somethin bout ballin’
no lakers
ohhhh!
i am way danker, than your
g-y lil lord and savior
all dos b-tches at ya church
is some straight fakers
player haters
lame -ss rollerbladers
basic rig vapers and
toyota corolla makers
i f-ckin hate ‘em
cuz they ain’t even thankin’
they just slowin’ down traffic, while
i’m tryna go faster
goin’ after the cash, and
tryna master my flow
n if you want some faith
you can eat it outta my -ssh0l-

- camboi smif lyrics

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