cashleaders - bitch i'm 5'6 lyrics
[intro: mediumjay]
yo f+ck everyone, they don’t understand
my d+ck is small, that’s why i drive a dodge
bought a big ass truck just so ladies think i’m hot
[verse 1: mitchy moo]
i don’t get a lot of p+ssy (almost none)
i’m short and so is my d+ck
i like all my asses thick
so big planes will land on it
i’ve been in the dms talking big
saying sh+t like
“hoe you know i’m 6’6 and taller if i used my d+ck.”
its like a kickstand, i can balance with it
she like meat no salad in her
f+ck some beef, i’ll damage insides
he’ll fit the whole cattle in ya (that’s a lotta beef)
she says she wanting me, my hands are clammy
i ain’t think i’d get this far and now she wanna meet
[hook mitchy moo]
b+tch i’m 5’6 (that’s short)
and got a small d+ck
in the dm’s i’m a freak
in the pm’s i look weak
i don’t got muscle tone (almost none)
i got no muscles yo (not impressive)
[verse 2: mitchy moo]
tryna spit some game, call her baby and i’ll wait
no reply, start to cry, i’ll write a status sayin’
fake hoes ain’t that fly, hoping no one knows i’m lying
tryna save some facetime
for one that we had made love for four days
she say we didn’t, i say we have a tape
send everyone hulk hogan s+xtape
(mediumjay: i am a real american)
and pray that no one knows that that ain’t me
they find out, they know now
i’m lying still crying just more loud
she’s like oh wow, here we go again
motherf+ckin’ impenitent small little wittle d+ck
i’m like shut the f+ck up susan
you know that i’m sensitive
you know that that sh+t hurts
i got feelings b+tch
i don’t gotta deal with this
i’m out and you’ll never see me again
she’s like good, i’m like f+ck
i didn’t think she’d agree
f+ck, what will i do
i gotta get up and prove
that i can be a new dude
this is take number 2
just sayin’
[hook]
[verse 3: mitchy moo]
she says f+ck off, i call her a b+tch
and now we really gettin’ into it
she said she f+cked my dawg
i said what the f+ck?
she said i meant homie
i said okay, that’s a little bit better i guess
still devastated, enraged i’m saying
i’ll take ya make up and waste it on tables
and break all of your brushes cause f+ck all of your brushes
yo eyelashes is nothing, yo weave is bullsh+t
yo face is bullsh+t, she interrupt saying hold it
[hook: mitchy moo]
b+tch you 5’6 (ouch)
and got a small d+ck
in the dms you a freak
in the pms you look weak
you got no muscle tone (this is hurting my feelings)
you got no muscles yo (f+ck you)
[verse 4: mitchy moo]
at this point i’m just crying
sobbin’ like i watched the lion king
she walked out, never to reply again
that’s where this awful mystery begins
where is she and where does she fit in
to this sh+t, keep listening
[outro: mediumjay]
i’m a short dude ain’t no tall pimp
d+ck look like extra small shrimp
head look like uncapped pen tip
diss my truck i get offended
bought me a gun just because of my d+ck
a chinese man made fun of my d+ck
i’m a goto china town and shoot every single clip
i don’t give a sh+t
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