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da gunt - money n' drink lyrics

money n’ drink lyrics
[verse 1]
i’m not that f+cking drunk b+tch
but i’ll stick my fingers deep in your +n+s
smell the filthy sh+t you ate at half past eight
before ralph made you famous
i’ll put your face in the papers
like a creepy f+cking child rapist
uncle ralph will buy you the maker’s
gobble your ass and then watch the lakers
i hope this b+tch don’t get aids
and end up like ade!
alright now speaking of ade…
gator gator gator gatorade
gator i don’t get this hate
please explain
remember that i have an alcoholic brain
and you’re fond of trains
that’s how you f+ck some b+tches
when you only have three and half inches
i just lay thеre motionless with my
gut out f+cking taking pictures
til i bust a nut with a vеngeance
with a spare thumb in the rear entrance
man i gotta stop hitting the switches
’cause my d+ck is red and it itches
[chorus]
d+mn right i want to eat your ass and your p+ssy
drink your p+ss and eat your sh+t like it’s so cushy
ralph’s got that’s money and drink
i got the tampons, lemons, money and drink

[verse 2]
god d+mnit b00berlee
you fat f+cking b+tch
if your ass ain’t gonna clip my sh+t
smell my finger suck my d+ck!
yeah i’m still toting nora’s d+ld+s
since i left her
if you wanna know why…
that p+ssy must be seventeen forever!
diabetic richmond pimp
passing out in the kitchen sink
popping pills and sniffing sh+t
like a drunken hick with a one inch d+ck
from memphis b+tch… k!ll or be k!lled
this r+t+rded energy still
flagging the f+ck out of my enemies still
can’t sit still n+gga we got sk!ll
assh0l+s are meant to be smelled
it ain’t because i’m sick
nah i like my beats f+cking sick
and i like my hoes mentally ill
and i like to catch them right when they hatch
(college) can you imagine that
you thought i was better than matt
’cause i did a rap, now i’m leading the pack
of false flagging f+gs
now she’s searching where my
microscopic f+cking d+ck is
’cause i bought her plane tickets
and if she f+cking finds it
give that b+tch some gold stickers
f+ck this sh+t, get the camera
merry christmas mister vickers!
[chorus]
d+mn right i want to eat your ass and your p+ssy
drink your p+ss and eat your sh+t like it’s so cushy
ralph’s got that’s money and drink
i got the tampons, lemons, money and drink

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