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dj mr. knapp - flamingos goin into extinction lyrics

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shoutout to dj indian village
shout out to mr. johnson
shoutout mattie mosko
shoutout to mr. knapp
shoutout to kfc bucket james fells
shout out to all dem hot flamingos
shout out to ms. krug’s dead cat

you even said yourself you’re a flamingo
bruh, why you so skinny doe
you look like you bout to disappear
how much of a f-ggot you are is pretty clear
you’re just whimpering in fear
you call me fat
but you look like a f-cking rat
b-tch you’re name is nordan shat
you started this t-t for tat
you need to hit the gym start with picking up a thermostat
you think you are so good at bio
f-ck off hoe, go f-ck joe
joe connors is your main hoe
your dad is jayeep
his n-gga sumit is his peep
i’m so f-cking cheap
ayush is so f-cking g-y
talkin about watching your sister all f-cking day
i bet you wanna f-ck kittu
when your f-cking reading this your face probably will go blue
you wanna f-ck her harder than hitler k!lled the jews
you know you wanna f-ck that 1st grade kangaroo
your f-cking poor
it would take 5 seconds to do a house tour
you live in your bas-m-nt
just watch out and don’t mess with your placement
selling pens ya im heading to the f-cking top
at least my dad did not open up a g-y -ss shop
look at your mom, she has f-cking small pox
all she afford as a house is a cardboard box
you’re mom is a biology teacher
all your f-cking dad does is smoke
in his weapons shop, better not get a stroke
all you f-cking say is that i am fat or im stupid
by the end of this rap you will be executed
and your dads weapon shop will be concluded
and kittu will get raped and will be permanently ruined
and your mom will be abused and get permanently wounded
just like my phone you will be f-cked up and be rooted
you call me a “down syndrome jew”
you shouldn’t be talking you have no friends to talk to
you are a f-cking slave just clean my shoe
bout to k!ll your -ss like what happened in waterloo
this n-ggas face looks like poo
nice fake sleepover friend
all this n-gga does is pretend
you probably need a break you have your dads weapon shop to attend
my dad makes more money then your dads weapon shop in one weekend
this n-gga looks at me from afar
and all he can think of is allahu akbar

at the christmas party, you pushed me on to the tar
b/c next to you i am a god
why dont you go join your dads weapons shop squad
when i asked if you f-cked kittu, all you do is nod
whenever i see that b-tch manisha
thats the b-tch i f-ck raw
in the back of your weapons shop
where she gives me a hand job
can’t wait for that weapons shop to get to the top
i already warned you and told you to stop
now i about to ruin your dads career as a worker in a weapons shop
i dont need no weapon
who are you to threaten
i am bout to f-ck your mom so hard and touch the intestine
it will only take seconds
she will think i am superman
everyone can get her even evan sapperman
your dad came here to achieve the american dream
never new a weapons shop would be that dream
your dad smokes 24/7\
next he will open up a seven eleven
remind your dad to save me a weaponry pen
you know that my raps are a 10/10
upgraded from the weapons shop
every now and then
i think of your dads weapon
and it reminds me he likes men
you have a small -ss house
it is the size of my playhouse
your so f-cking skinny all you eat is brussel sprouts
in the future you won’t even have a spouse
except for the fact that you have kittu
remember the first time that she had blew
and she thinks that she is blowing a kazoo
everyone has p-ssions
it just so happens
that your dad really likes weapons

aye dj mr. knapp on the mic
signin off mof-ckas
mr. knapp is mah nig
flamingos bout to go extinct my n-gga
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