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dot dot curve - fill her up lyrics

[intro: spanky & indy j]
indy j
yeah, spanky, spizzy, let’s go!

[verse 1: dropping a popped locket]
it’s that skinny spizzy has vial asian
consinstaly winning, p-ss violations
swish, sweets so ’rounding a loud
dance in your crowds, turned up, jam in the clouds
[?] on the tracks like i run in the race
i blow it to the back, it’s so many face
blank at the prom, got my talk on my way
my bank is monopoly, i touched in the game
as [?], probably getting in comedy
my come in [?], come and modeling online, haha
but tough that my tongue is -n-l, f-cked up your day
and your face, and your legs
and your pay, and your chest and your back
won’t get back, do the track on f-cking statement
i’m out the [?] for this f-cking patience, yeah
your momma tryna test me, i’ma pump in the face
already hit her with a melody, throw her poppin’ it away
and f-ckin’ with my [?] like a stomp in the place
p-ss p-ss me, the work it all, pop it away
till i hit her with that ears all fashion
and breakfast, but i got all the syrup

[chorus: dropping a popped locket]
we parking and sparking
i’ma need a bigger cup, gas station, fill her up
fill her up, fill her up
i’ma need a, i’ma need a, i’ma need a bigger cup
(fill her up) bigger cup
(fill her up) bigger cup
i’ma need a, i’ma need a, i’ma need a bigger cup
(fill her up) bigger cup
(fill her up) bigger cup
i’ma need a, i’ma need a, i’ma need a bigger cup
bigger cup (bigger cup)

[verse 2: spanky]
haha, it’s me spanky, puff puff p-ss, kiss my -ss, yeah
kiss my -ss, yeah, kiss my -ss
i’m that white trash music, crazy, insane
white boy, yeah, i’m make you lose it
gas station, fill her up, it’s time to f-ckin’ burn
you should lates off your shoes
and get ready for these new sh-t, abuse it, let’s use it
get to it park it, spark it and blare this f-ckin’ music
this music, blare this f-ckin’ music
goin’ smoke at your skull, you already know
started by generals [?] that your girl and your family
i p-ss on them all like a [?] up, pouring them
go my captain crunch, what i got? packs of punch
your girlfriend should be [?] like a nice brunch
yeah, i serve from my d (d), that’s a special lunch
love them bag is back on the backpackin’ and lack
fill her up, yeah, i’m gonna need a bigger cup
size double d (d), just like that rack, ayy

[outro: dropping a popped locket]
bigger cup
bigger cup

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