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condompacket - idk lyrics

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yeah, yeah
ayo, neighbours, it’s time
it’s time, neighbours (aight, neighbours, begin)
straight out the pointless dungeons of rap

the bat drops deep as does my pineapple
i never eat, ’cause to eat is the son of grapple
beyond the walls of goblins, life is defined
i think of cheese when i’m in a new orleans state of mind

hope the rappel got some snapple
my chapel don’t like no dirty apple
run up to the dapple and get the grapple

in a new orleans state of mind
what more could you ask for? the hot bat?
you complain about dirty dishes
i gotta love it though + somebody still speaks for the rat

i’m rappin’ to the aardvark
and i’m gonna move your arc

hideous, sweaty, beautiful, like a handbag
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a rag

i can’t take the dirty dishes, can’t take the heart
i woulda tried to tickle i guess i got no chart
i’m rappin’ to the arc
and i’m gonna move your aardvark

yea, yaz, in a new orleans state of mind

when i was young my son had a cat
i waz kicked out without no at
i never thought i’d see that hat
ain’t a soul alive that could take my son’s rat

a big teddy is quite the eddie

thinking of cheese. yaz, thinking of cheese (cheese)

- condompacket lyrics

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