cumdaddies - club transylvania lyrics
[intro]
cumdaddies in the motherf+cking house
mc fecal pharaoh
mc dune coon, motherf+cker
mc p bl++dy on this b+tch
let’s show ‘em how we do
[verse 1]
roll up to the club with my buds all fuzzed
come and show us love, maybe grab my slug and tug
jugs always in my face when i’m up at [?] place
i’m the pharaoh, get a taste, get your guts rearranged
cumdaddies on the floor, showing b+tches how we do
couple ladies wanted more so they walked up to the crew
baritone voice, adam’s apple at the wazoo, grabbed mе by the collar, said, “pharaoh, let’s screw”
you know i’m always down to pokе just about any hoe
i’m a p+ssy addict, yeah, it’s a bad habit, yo
with a stiffy, she said, “why don’t you give this a blow?”
this is how we go down the motherf+cking rabbit hole
(+expletive+) it force me down to my knees while i’m still begging please
got my face knocked to her jeans
club still bumping, this here rape ain’t stop at nothing
never seen this coming like in my mouth she’s stuffing
[hook]
get your ass on your floor
motherf+cker
all the pimps and the hoes
motherf+cker
now it’s time to show your stuff
motherf+cker
when show us what you got what, what
[verse 2]
my legs are getting kinda weak, my arms are feeling heavy
cruising down the street in my ’95 chevy
mc dune coon on the beat, you know my flow is deadly
if you wanna hear some more, b+tch, then you better f+cking tell me
during the day i lie dormant
at night i talk sh+t about the mormons
i’ll be like goldilocks, i’ll eat the porridge
i’m slashing up b+tches like the psycho norman
lay dormant, f+ck her so bad
make that b+tch [?], just can’t get blood on my [?]
pouring mud in the grave, i need a f+cking sermon
sh+t’s so boring, my c+ck is f+cking roaring
‘bout to explode all this goo that i’m storing
d+ck’s enormous, f+ck conforming
super important that i cum in the morning
(yeah, doctor recommended)
[hook]
get your ass on your floor
motherf+cker
all the pimps and the hoes
motherf+cker
now it’s time to show your stuff
motherf+cker
when show us what you got what, what
[verse 3]
got a f+cking pasty face, looking kinda scary
cumdaddies back banging all the he/she trannies
don’t mind the p+n+s even if it’s hairy
the [?] f+g, i’m gonna take all the b+tches’ cherries
you can tell they’re g+y, they use blackberries
we back like none other, busting b+tts and l!cking nuts
‘bout to be a s+x fest, a gun tucked in my rump
that was last year, now let me take a quick b+b+bump to my rump or a line to make me numb
i wanna get dumb, scramble my brain slowly
i won’t be unholy, surely be the goalie
f+ck your guts up and make ravioli
hold you f+cking closely next to my bony d+ck
i’ll f+ck you then make some macaroni
[hook]
get your ass on your floor
motherf+cker
when show us what you got what, what
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